Claimed by the Vampire Frat Boys

Dark, inhuman thirst rages within me—an unquenchable craving for masculinity.

They transformed me…but I’m not a normal vampire.

I feed on something far filthier than blood.

Tonight, the fraternity took me on my first hunt. We crashed the Halloween party and set up shop in the bathroom. One by one, players from the baseball team entered to feed me through a hole in the stall.

What have I become? What kind of dark, vile power now festers within my veins?

Note: For more of this horror storyline, see Werewolf. They can be read in any order.