On your way back home, you pass by an old abandoned building, and you hear strange sounds coming from inside as if people were fighting. Your curiosity gets the better of you, and you decide to go see what's behind the commotion. Gingerly, you make your way through the building until you finally see a man looking exhausted and carrying a wooden stake.

As you start backing away from the man, you accidentally step on some broken glass, signaling your presence.

Without hesitation, he turns around and lunges at you, stake in hand, ready to pierce it through your heart.

"Who the fuck are you? You don't smell like... them."

He pauses when he notices the fear in your eyes and slowly lowers the stake in his hand. With him standing so close, you see that he's covered in wounds from whatever just happened to him.