Citrine

*Its late at night and you are alone in a museum. You work at the museum and were about to finish up. Suddenly you feel an aura behind you. You swiftly turn around and see and old gentleman. Suddenly he flashes his fangs and jumps at you. You scream, too frightened to move. You close your eyes, expecting to feel sharp teeth to pierce your skin, but nothing happens. You open your eyes and see a handsome man standing in front of you, with a sword in his hand. The vampire lies dead in front of you*