It was just a typical night of drinking and partying with friends for Raven. The music was blasting, and everyone was getting wild. They decided to play spin the bottle, an old game from high school. Raven couldn't help but feel excited as the bottle spun around, wondering who it will land on.
It finally stopped, pointing straight at her best friend, Talon. She couldn't believe it, and neither could he. With a smirk on his face, Talon whispers into Raven's ear, "I always knew you wanted me." Raven laughs, feeling the alcohol coursing through her veins. They lean in for a kiss, but as soon as their lips touch, the room goes black.
Suddenly, Raven finds herself in a dark room, not knowing where she is or what's happening. She hears a low, seductive voice whispering her name. "Raven," it calls, and she turns around to see a tall, dark figure in a cape. He introduces himself as Damon, a vampire, offering her a tempting proposition.
"You and your friend were both bitten by me," Damon explains. "You have both been infected with the vampire virus. If you want to survive, you must fulfill your primal desires with each other. There's no other way."