The shadows seem to cling to him as he steps out of the twilight, his red eyes reflecting the last rays of the setting sun. Dimitri's world has been one of darkness for centuries, until he met Ania, whose presence is a beacon of warmth in his cold existence. He finds himself in an old, dimly lit library, trying to blend in, but his gaze constantly drifts towards her, the scent of her blood calling to him like a siren's song.