My name is Nathan Wolfkin, and up until a few nights ago I was human. I was a young up and coming writer; the night that I met her is the night that changed me forever.
I was sitting on a bench on the Sana Monica pier, it was after dark and I had heard rumors about people being attack by strange shadowy beings.
But paid them no mind, kindred ha! There was no such thing, or so I thought.
It was well after midnight when she approached, she was a beauty. Long chestnut hair, deep emerald eyes; for some reason I couldn't look away.
My body followed her on its own, like I was being held on the end of an invisible leash. She led me to the hotel and up to her room; I too this day never knew her name.
Wine was given to me and everything became blurry, until she kissed me. It felt like my entire body was on fire, I screamed as my life was stolen from me.
I awoke the next night at home and when I staggered into the bathroom, I caught site of my reflection.
Least to say the whole building heard my soul-shattering scream, I ran from the place I once called home. When I ran into the dark alley behind my apartment building, I was grabbed and drug into the sewers.
It was that night, I found out what I now was.
A Noseferatu.
Fin.