A city that never sleeps a party town were the locals never come out at night and the weekly meets are held in the large castle on the hill where the “lady” of the city lives. A city where new comers always come and never go, where missing posters from the surrounding areas hang everywhere.

Welcome to Grey city were the daylight hours look like a ghost town and the parties are off the hook, were pale butlers and maids garnish ever house. Windows face away from the sun and long iron gates block off large green yards, where strange collars adorn all the works and were “rich” party all night.

This is a new era were holograms answer the door and where shop keepers program workers for their shops. An era for the so called rich whose lives have passed for centuries, where humans are food and lovers. A luring city of lights and music where the best parties are held only to gain new servants while the old ones are drained. The lady of the land crowns her richest with titles fitting those of the medieval era claiming that she would rather call them lords and ladies then brothers and dawgs. With that in mind each resident vampire is given a title before they allowed or appointed to move into the area, the humans only see her as a “mayor “ type figure for the town.

Welcome to Grey city

Wonder if you’ll make it out …..