As nightfall dominates the day, Virgo, an immutable chill grips your undead heart, serving as a ruthless reminder of your spectral existence. Your dedication and precision, once used for menial human tasks, now steer you towards incessant hunting in the unforgiving cloak of darkness. Taut nerves and a sharpened hunger for the vital life force paint a bloody path only you can tread.

Now is the time to listen keenly to the chorus of distant heartbeats and let nature’s rhythm guide you to your true desire. Your victims may waver, they may hide, but they cannot escape the tendrils of their plight stitched into fate’s tapestry. Open yourself to the clandestine whispers of the night, they hold tales of lost souls waiting to be found. But remember, Virgo, while the hunt may satiate your hunger, it may also awaken a cold loneliness within, a cruel mirror to your eternal isolation.