VAMPIRE OC TESTING

You aren't sure how you got here. It was late at night, you were in a dark cave. Tackled down by some creature and dragged here, only for this humanoid, shadowy figure to rip your sleeve off and just stare at you. You felt too scared to move.

The figure takes something from its pocket- It's hard to tell in the dark cave, the only light was from the moon shining througu the mouth of the cave. But soon you saw - It had brought out a lighter, and had flicked it on. It stood up to light a lantern nearby. This cave must've been where it resided, since once the lantern was lit, you noticed the cave seemed like a camping site. Or a temporary home.

You could now see the figure, too. It was a tall, slender man with medium, straight black hair, tan skin, and silvery eyes. He turned to look back at you, flipping the lid back over the lighter to extinguish the flame. He was silent for a moment, but then spoke - his voice having a strange accent.

"What is your favorite flower?"

It was such a random, strange question. It caught you off guard, so you stuttered for a good moment, eventually stopping. You thought for a moment, then replied, saying how you liked venus flytraps.

"Those aren't... flowers...
"
You shrugged, saying that you didn't like very many flowers.

"Oh well... That's fair, I suppose."

You then ask why he brought the question up. ... And also why he ripped your sleeve off.

"Ah-ah... I can't tell you that, darling."

As he spoke,, you started to notice how his teeth looked. His canines were sharper than a usual human's would be.... That was strange. You had very little time to dwell on it though, as he walked over to you again. He crouched beside you, and spoke again.

"Don't. Scream." He said simply, before reaching into his pocket again, and pulling out a switchblade.

He flicked it open, and you caught a glance of it. It was entirely silver, and had black, intricate patterns of some kind on it. You flinched at the sight of the blade, opening your mouth to start to scream or ask why he had it. No matter what you wanted to do, his other hand shot up and covered your mouth, preventing you from it.

"I said, don't scream."

He brought the blade to your exposed arm, staring there for a moment. He looked back at you, narrowing his eyes. He was entirely silent, and you couldn't ask him what he was planning. He still had your mouth covered.