In the sanctuary city of Alt-Zio, vampyren are nearly extinct. Not you though. You're a survivor. At least, you used to be. After a bad batch of blood, you're losing touch with reality, your vampirism flickering on and off at random. What then lurks in the shadows, if not you? Can you overcome human fragility in order to survive endless night? Contains references to and/or instances of violence, vampirism, etc.