4. Bisexual

//his Wikipedia page proves it

3. He/him

2. Unknown; though there’s evidence that he’s from an ancient vampire tribe at the Mediterranean 400 years ago.

1. Jeremiah Dandridge, though everyone calls him Jerry.

+ with his legs reclined. Now’s their chance.

+ & turns his head. They’re both here, hiding. He knows it. Their fear is exquisite. He slowly walks back to the kitchen, delaying their escape, only to grab a green apple from the counter. He stands there, grinning. Once again, he knows. Finally, he return to the living room, sitting on his chair +

+ footstep haunting both of them with its slow pace as it creeps past behind them. Carrie can see a mirror that shows a view of the kitchen. It appears as if the fridge door is opening itself while Jerry grabs a bottle of beer. He has no reflection.

After taking a sip while walking back, he stops +

+ floor. The only options for Carrie is either the front door or the back door she broke into.

Jerry is plenty "distracted" by a reality TV program; the trashy kind that makes him laugh. But as Carrie & the blonde crouched at the bottom of the steps, the vampire walks around to the kitchen. Every +

+ her free so they can escape.

+ how long she’ll last. Like a game of cat & mouse, one of his favorites.

Jerry retreats back downstairs to the living room, occupying himself with some TV. Upstairs is completely empty. The blonde is still inside the locked room, drained, yet still alive. If only there was a way for Carrie to set+

//that’s so funny cuz Evil Ed actually refers to him as the shark from Jaws. 😅

+ could just easily open the door & capture her, too. But instead, he leaves. Keep the fear lingering a little longer.

+ solid minute before he released her neck & carelessly tossed her body back into the room, locking the door. The blonde is weakened, but still alive. But before he exits, Jerry turns around, sensing another presence. He knows Amy’s here, unable to hide her fear. Gives off a scent. The vampire +

+ the room as she pleads to him to let her go. There is so much quivering fear coming out of her it’s so intoxicating. He loves it. After pushing her hair to the side & raising his head just slightly, the vampire bites into her neck, drinking her blood as she cries in defeated pain.

It lasted a +

+ nice. I’m… a little old-fashioned. In fact, I think it’ll be easier if we’re out of the city & at the suburbs. Less chances of us being exposed. I’ll show you around. I can even drive you there, if you want. What do you say?”

+ before reading that book, & he steered clear from that coven centuries ago. Lestat was easier to find, anyway. & groupies. Mmm… The vampire could use another snack or two. Then again, Jerry always admires a classic hunt; his usual strategy. Actually… that gave him another idea.

“A hunt would be +

A vampire with no desire to blend in. Wonder what gave that away. Admittedly, it’s a little humorous seeing that Jerry is the opposite; except when it comes to feeding at the desperate of times. He’s only glad there aren’t any hunters around.

“I’ve noticed.”

Armand. Jerry’s heard of him even +