Haddonfield's Bloody Lovers. // Discontinued

Oliver would watch, getting up slowly from the bed and would stand up.

He was still bare, from head to toe. Slowly, he would stalk over to Todd, he grabbed Todd's wrist that held the knife with his left hand, and would grab Todd's wrist that had a slit palm with his right, only to run his tongue over the wound as he kept eye contact. Oliver had the same feral eyes as Todd did.. But, something more sinister ran through them... He smiled as he licked his lips of the blood, smearing more onto his lips and tongue as he leaned in and whispered in their ear.

"You don't scare me.. But I'll scare you."

Oliver had been in Haddonfield for a few months now, having been trying to retire from the Marines due to severe PTSD and trauma he experienced. He was unsuccessful, and knew he could be called back to battle at any given time.
He stumbled across a very interesting character, Todd Fellows, and when he went to go get a drink at a cozy looking bar.. He found something more then just good liquor.

Read on to find out.