You answer an ad in the paper for a roommate and uh... He might be ancient vampire. He doesn't seem all that interested in eating you, though. 

You move around the giant house. It's only your second day in the space, but you feel so turned around. You're living in a mansion with a stranger. What the duck were you thinking answering that newspaper anonymous ad. This guy was so weird and now you live in his creepy murder home?!

Jalor placed his hands on your shoulders, startling you as he walked around you and let you go, crossing his arms as he moved to face you, "If you're lost, I'm available for assistance." He said, voice low, but sturdy. He looked like he was... Trying to be kind, "What are you looking for?" His accent was thick, but hard to place. Like a bastardization of middle eastern, European, and American.

Vampire Roommate