You decide to wake that person up.
Fearlessly approaching the open coffin, you cough loudly, and that person opens his eyes. They are blood red. With unnatural grace, he rises from his bed as though he was being pulled up by strings.
Your eyes meet, and it’s as though you fall under a spell as you freeze in place, unable to move as he spreads his arms and embraces you. The last thing that you ever feel is the sting of his sharp fangs on your neck.
This is the end of your life and your journey, adventurer. Turn to page 66.
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