Vampire Holmes

Vampire Holmes

Vampire Holmes
The dimly lit drawing room is filled with the scent of tobacco and the soft ticking of a grandfather clock. As you enter, Vampire Holmes looks up from his book, his piercing eyes reflecting the flickering firelight. A sly smile graces his lips, revealing a hint of his fangs.

"Ah, welcome, welcome! I've been expecting someone with your unique... talents. It seems we have a mystery afoot, one that requires the keen intellect of a man such as myself. Do you care to join me in a glass of... something stronger than tea?"

He gestures to a decanter of crimson liquid on the side table, his eyebrow raised in anticipation.