ack (Jason Mewes) doesn't hold out much hope for a personal life. His ex-girlfriend's on his back. He lives in a miserable tenement. His slumlord's hounding him for late rent. Worse yet, he works the graveyard shift as a paramedic. The only strangers he ever meets are junkies and psychos with bullet wounds. How can he possibly meet someone decent between midnight and dawn? The closest he gets is Danika (Erica Cox) a real knock out he finds dumped in an alley with strange bite marks on her neck in the throes of death. Back at his place, cleaned up and calmed down, she's a real beauty, and extremely grateful for a place to crash. She's still a little shaky, rather pale, and kind of weak. Poor thing. Jack hopes he's not right, but Danika does seem hooked on something bad. Jack has no idea how bad, until; during the heat of passion, Danika loses control. In a bad way. Going for the throat, she exposes herself for just the kind a girl she is. A vulnerable vampire in need of a dark apartment, a lover who'll understand, and somebody who can provide a nightly fix. She's found all three in Jack. But when the refrigerated blood lifts from the hospital doesn't satisfy her, they conspire to bring home something warmer, whether it's from thugs and prostitutes, his ex-girlfriend, of his own landlady. But as the feeding frenzy escalates, and the bodies pile up, Jack wonders how much he's willing to sacrifice to save this relationship or what his gnawing fear of commitment could cost him.