You move up, heart thumping and arrive in a well lit room.
On one side of the varietably clean room sits a coffin decorated in swhirling patturns of leaves and branches.
On the other side of the room stands Madam Calarina.
"Wha? you?" You ask, utterly stumped.
She turns to you, her dreamy smile widening to reveal sharp, pointed fangs which glint in the light from the several overhead strips.
She tosses her beautiful hair over one shoulder and you notice she now wears a gold dress which clings to her figure.
Running one hand down her hip, she speaks, her voice a seductive wave of passion. "Welcome to my cave, bob. Come in to my web, the spider said the spider and like a good little fly, here you are. Juicy and ready for devouring."
At the last word, she lunges forward, clawed hands clamping on your shoulders.
Out of instict, you lash out with the knife, cutting a gouge in her stomach.
She sinks her fangs deep into your neck.
The feeling is unlike any other, a strange pleasure courses threw you, inviting you to embrace the darkness that her fangs inject into you.

embrace it

stab her! now!