Day 2: The Crooked Crossroads

At a crooked crossroads, Jon finds a weathered path where echoes speak of laughter now turned to something black. The townsfolk warn of red-eyed vampires haunting the deepest wood, preying on souls like Aria. Jon strums his guitar, its magic revealing a dark trail. ‘Blood moon rise, veil of night, guide me where the shadows bite.’ Will he reach her? Tune in tomorrow! 🌑🕵️‍♂️ #JonTheGuitarWizard #Day2 #VampireTrail