Adam groaned. Surely it wasn't night time already! It felt as though the sun had already come up and he'd just fallen asleep only moments ago. Adam stumbled over his feet as he slid out of bed and hobbled over to the window, where he pulled back the curtain to see that it was, in fact, night time. The sun had probably just recently set and it was somewhere in the middle of twilight.

Adam was starved. He went towards his wardrobe and began to shuffle through it, picking through clothes. He really, really needed new clothes. As much as he hated the new fashions that were out, he needed to blend in. In fact, it was crucial that he did. He burnt his old clothing from centuries ago so that no one would suspect that he'd been alive all these years. He'd gone through more identities than he'd like to admit. His current license said:

Adam Lowe
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Height: 6'2"
Date of Birth: Oct. 20th, 1990

It was laughable, really. He had no legal documents, his true date of birth was so long ago, he truly could not remember just how old he was. He'd been alive for centuries... Countless centuries. He'd been alive a lot longer than he'd like to have been. There have been times where he was so disappointed with the state of humanity that he'd wanted to end it all himself. Wipe off his existence entirely and join his lover in the clouds. The only thing that kept him living was the entertainment he got from watching the humans destroy each other on a daily basis. Crime rates went way up at night and he was happy to drink from any leftovers from said crimes.

But tonight, Adam was tired. He didn't want any fighting or any struggle. He put on his black jacket, left his house, locked the door and made his way down the sidewalk into the city... where everything was closing and everyone had gone home. The hunger really began to get to him, he continued to walk a little ways, hoping that maybe he'd find something to stave his insatiable hunger.