During the nightmares that disturb my slumber in The Elder Scrolls 4: Oblivion Remastered, I'm forced to watch a stranger sleep peacefully. Is that irony, or just the poetic justice I deserve?
Amorphous beneath their bedclothes, the stranger doesn't stir when a pale figure enters the room. The intruder stoops down and, with a flash of fangs, reddens the sheets. As blood drips down the vampire's chin, color flows back into their face – and I recognize it as my own.
