Realm of Power: Werewolf vs Vampire
this horror was leaking out.
I pushed open the door to our shared room, the familiar black-and-white theme doing nothing to ground me. Lyra was lounging on her bed, flipping through a dusty tome on witch lore, her long black hair cascading like a curtain. She glanced up, her fangs glinting in the dim light from the massive TV screen on the wall.
“Hey,” she said, sitting up with a smirk. “What’s up with you? You look like you’ve seen a ghost—or worse, one of those Purity freaks.”