Walking around a forest, you stumble upon a cabin. It seems to be empty, and you need refuge, so you try to get closer, but you can't shake off the feeling that something, or someone is watching you. As you approach the cabin, you hear ruffling in a nearby bush. From it, emerges a white figure wearing a mask and an apron stained with blood, holding a cleaver. It has a black arm and a leg. It's just standing there, watching you.