Adam overslept. He woke up the next night in the late evening. Adam rolled off his bed lazily and made his way over to his closet. Throwing on a black shirt, jacket and pants, Adam quickly slipped out of his apartment and made his way towards his car. When Adam reached his car, he sighed. It was another day of recording and Adam wasn't looking forward to it at all.

. . .

Upon arrival at the studio, Adam rushed in, brushing past a few people in the process, however, he did not stop to apologize for it. Due to the stress of having to rush, Adam's bloodlust was at an all time high. He started to worry that if he didn't feed soon, he'd accidentally attack someone. The possibility of that happening was awfully high, as he already hated half the people in the studio.

"Sorry." Adam said. The producers shrugged it off, noticing that Adam seemed "off". They started to crowd Adam, asking him questions, throwing headphones on Adam's head, shoving him into the recording booth, barking out demands... "Can you sing a little louder, Adam?" "Can you add more emotion?" "Can you tone down the inflections, Adam?" "Can you, Adam?" "Can you?" "Can you"?!....

Adam hated how commercial music had become. Everything had to sound pitch perfect to the producers otherwise they disregarded it. Adam found that his bloodlust was starting to impair his judgement. He started to growl a little into the microphone. "Adam...?!" But by now, Adam was much too far gone.

He tore the headphones off his ears and his fangs lengthened. He roared as his frenzied hunger made him start to attack the producers. His speed and strength made it possible for him to wound multiple people at once. Those who were on the other side of the glass were not safe either... He wounded quite a couple of people, leaving the rest to flee the room. He started to drink from the engineer, not really caring anymore. The engineer's blood was surprisingly sweet and filling. He didn't mean to kill the man, but he drank much more than he should have. The engineer fell to the floor, lifeless.

Adam felt embarrassed. It'd been such a long time since he'd experienced such a hunger that he'd actually killed for it. He wiped at the blood on his face, letting out an anger roar. He was certainly fucked now.