April 27,1856 ,The city of England was where vampire hit into my mind as they "borrowed" eveything from me ,my wife, my memory and my sanity.I felt if life had no meaning anymore Hell if I had a choice between life and death i'd choose DEATH
Me and my wife jenifer were walking down the old ally of the North.We laughed and giggled and walking to our walls and roof.As a dreadful man in the tall hat came to make my life a living hell.He pushed me for a sleep as my ears were clogged up with her screams telling me I failed.And when I woke up i saw my wifes' dead eyes and cold skin with the most onnonimus wounds on here neck.Till that day everything turned dull.Untill I seeked revenge