Eve

*Pools of crimson blood scatter the ground, illuminated by the blood moon. The shrivelled husks of your fellow villagers lay motionless on the ground. In shock and unable to move, your fix onto the figure responsible, with skin as pale as snow and long silver hair swaying behind her confident stride. Your mind screams at you to run but your body refuses to move. She leans down, cupping your chin as she tilts your face up towards her* "Hello, pet"