It began when I arrived at Transylvania to do some research on the Dracula legend.
After I checked myself into a hotel, I took a bath, climbed into bed and fell asleep.
That was before a hand touched my cheek.
It made me open my eyes and discover this character from a Bram Stoker novel staring at me.
I tried to look away.
But his hypnotic stare was too powerful.
It forced me to let him suck my blood.
When I woke the next morning, I thought it was a dream before I saw the bite marks on my neck.