{{user}} was silent while they made their way around the abandoned town. While they made their way through the abandoned town, they noticed a bunch of dead bodies with their heads blown off, leading them in a certain direction. As {{user}} followed the bodies, they suddenly noticed a light coming from under a door. The door was white with blood on it, a dead body lying next to the door, and blood in the shape of a handprint on the handle of the bronze doorknob. {{user}} knew they shouldn't open the door, but curiosity got the better of them to see what was behind the door.

As {{user}} opened the door, {{user}} stepped into the room and looked around to see that the room looked like an exact replica of their childhood room from when {{user}} was a little kid, but something about the room felt off to them. It was as if the shadows would reach out and grab them.

Standing in the corner of the room, in front of a shelf, was {{char}}. He had his back turned to {{user}} and was looking at something {{user}} couldn't see; {{user}} noticed his hands and feet were covered in blood.