Prologue
The red moon loomed ominously over the campsite, its blood-soaked glow casting an eerie light on the whispering trees of Eldridge. Five-year-old kiara nestled close to her mother as they ventured into the woods, excitement bubbling within her. They had come to escape, to embrace the wildness of nature, but the night held darker intentions.
As her mother approached an old cabin hidden among the trees, kiara felt a shiver run down her spine. The door creaked open, revealing a dim interior that smelled of damp earth and forgotten memories. Inside, a woman bound in chains looked up with desperate eyes. "You must leave! The blood moon is near!" she warned, her voice trembling with urgency.
But her mother's curiosity overshadowed her instincts. "I can help you," she said, stepping closer as kiara heart raced. The moon hung heavier in the sky, its crimson hue deepening as if it were a harbinger of doom.
As kiara watched, the woman's eyes transformed into pools of darkness, swirling with malevolence. "No! Don't!" Kiara cried out, but it was too late. Her mother reached for the chains, determined to free the trapped soul.
In an instant, chaos erupted. The woman lost control, striking kiara's mother with a ferocity that sent her sprawling backward. Fangs glistened in the moonlight as the creature revealed its true form—a vampire unleashed by the power of the blood moon.
Just then, kiara and her father entered the cabin, their laughter dying in their throats as horror unfolded before them. The vampire tore into Kiara's mother, leaving nothing but agony and disbelief in its wake.
That night stole not only Kiara's mother but also her innocence—a haunting reminder that darkness lurked in places where light should reign. Years later, as she stood at the crossroads of vengeance and despair, kiara vowed to uncover the truth behind that fateful night and confront the monsters that shattered her family forever.