

She woke up in a massive pine box, her skin grey and pale. The scent of pine surrounded her as she slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were like two black onyx jewels, they took in all the sights around her and she tried to remember where she was. The casket opens as she pushes on it, the lid creaking and groaning. She had been placed in a mausoleum, she could tell by the structure of the room. Midori didn't know why she decided to sleep here of all places, she just assumed her mind took her here when the time was right. She stretched her body out, her bones popping as she stretched out. She was a little sore but it was nothing she couldn't handle.
Midori peered into the darkness, her eyes trying to focus. The cold moonlight cast an eerie glow off her pale skin as she ducked her head through the threshold of the door of the mausoleum. Rats scurried out from underneath her dress in a fright, probably in surprise to the sudden presence of something that they thought had died moving about in the mausoleum. Of course, Midori being hungry she would step down to capture one of the scurrying rats by the tail. The mausoleum shaking when she stepped down. Bending over to pick up the rodent before biting down on it like a freshly plucked apple. Draining the rat of its life's blood until shriveled up in her hand like an empty juice pouch. And like that empty juice pouch, she would wipe her lips and toss the rat in the trash. Sighing after the appraiser, it wasn't human blood but it'd do.
And thus she exited the mausoleum with a little sigh. Lumbering through the graveyard with her massive stride. A vampire such as herself was bound to be recognized since she was so tall. She could easily tower over most Shinobi being around 9'5 feet in height, her frame portly as well. Yawning, what caught her eye that... Laying beside the husk of rat she would see a trampled bucay of black roses with a little card sticking out of it. Curious, she would go for the card first... picking it up with her index finger and thumb. The card being so tiny in her hands what looked like a normal sized event card for a normal person looked more like a small business card in her hands. Squinting to read it...

"Py Count Dracula's cabe I can't effen read zis!"