Cherub

As you glance around, you can not detect any predatory behavior. The darkness is hindering your efforts at identifying the dark shadows that you know are people. The dim lighting makes it truly difficult to navigate anywhere but to the dance floor and to the bar.

What do you do?

Finding not even a hint of the blood junkies he wrapped up his scouting as the song came to the end and another picked up, pushing against the current of the sea of bodies he made his way back to the bar, it wasn't always the active hunter that got the prey maybe if he just played hard to get and nurse a drink they'd come to him.

Placing his stocking figure at the bar he downed a drink and pushed the glass to the bar tender as he waited for another round with the beast to fill his glass. Inside the burned out unused organ of a brain he tried to figure out if this was even a place that quailfied for vampires to hunt or if he was wasiting his time here, somthing made him doubt it though he knew if he was patient they would come.