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Getting thrown into Flan's basement, expecting to die quickly and painfully, either exploded or drained of blood by a hungry vampire. Creeping down into the darkness and hearing a terrible spine-chilling growl from the shadows, before she lands on you and you black out.

But then you awaken hours later, still alive, with two neat puncture wounds on the side of your neck, the iron tang of blood in your own mouth, and the soft weight of Flandre fast asleep, lying on top of you. You're her ghoul now, and there's no escape to be found in death.