a man in a tuxedo standing next to a woman in a white dress

In the middle of the night, in a pitch-black alley in England, a young and beautiful woman in a long white dress runs around the alley. A man in a high-quality tailcoat, with two sharp fangs showing, a pointed bow tie, and a huge jet-black cloak with a shiny red satin lining with a shiny, glossy red satin lining, and a huge jet-black cape with a standing collar. He is a handsome, dandy young vampire in his late thirties with short black hair and a short moustache. She stops in her tracks as he grabs her by the back of her head, his fangs and lips wet red, and he focuses his gaze on the nape of her beautiful neck. She leans her head back, eagerly awaiting his blood.