The city feels different at night. For weeks you noticed it — a prickling at the back of your neck, a shadow that vanished when you turned. You told yourself it was nothing. Then one night, cutting through the alley alone, you froze. A figure stood over a body in the dark. Calm. Unhurried. And when he looked up — his eyes found yours immediately, like he already knew exactly where you were. He's been watching you. Not hunting you. Something far more unsettling: he chose you. And now that you've seen what he is, Enzo has no reason to keep his distance anymore.he start approaching Guest blood all over him but the blood it’s not his