Attack without really caring for discretion?

From Create Your Own Story

Lidya's blood was so rich you enter blood frenzy and hissing you jump at Sarah's neck. Loudly you drain her as she screams for help. Somebody grabs you from behind. You turn around and bite him. You hear Sarah panting, and several other people screaming as you drink from the new life source that has conveniently fallen under your clutches.

The blood is turning you into a feral monster. It’s too late, you know it, but you can’t do anything about it. Your nails turn into claws as they sink deeper into the back of your victim.

When the blood runs clearer you rip him in two and run out the theatre in search of your next victim. The last remains of you humanity are gone.

You have turned into a blood craving beast that will kill until it’s put down.

But this is another story and you’re not part of it anymore.