Though the station looks abandoned, you see footprints in the sand. A golden eagle sits on the stripped diesel dispenser, watching you with unsettling intensity.
You approach the main building, looking for a way in. The windows and doors are all boarded up, and though there's a garage door for a loading dock, it seems locked.
The eagle spreads its wings and screams. You don't have time for this. The sun will kill you, but first it will drive you mad—you can feel the Beast rising in you. The Beast: the untamed monster that lurks inside every vampire, that drives you to acts of depravity and violence. You're losing control. You need to act now—but that eagle seems almost to have been put here to guard this place. Its talons flex.