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I brought home a guy who was half dead from hunger and made him my butler. He was pale, skinny, and couldn't go outside during the day. He claimed he had some kind of "rare skin condition." And I believed him. Then one day, I woke up in the middle of the night and found him leaning over my neck. "What are you doing?" I shouted. He wiped his mouth in panic and said, completely deadpan, "Sleepwalking." I had two little holes on my neck, and blood was seeping out. "What kind of sleepwalking is that supposed to be?" I asked. "The really serious kind," he muttered. His ears turned bright red as he said it. And that was when I noticed his canine teeth were a little longer than a normal person's.