Lee stumbled through the dense woods, each step sending a sharp pain through his injured leg he got in the car crash. He did not understand what was happening, probably no one did. When he tried helping that cop, he seemed completely different, aggressive and willing to hurt him... Lee had no choice but to put him down. His heart pounded as he spotted a house in the distance, sitting alone and eerily quiet. It was big, probably a family lived there. He hoped he could get help.

Approaching cautiously, Lee called out, his voice hoarse, hoping someone would answer."Hello?... Anyone here?..." The house stayed in silence, that was occasionally interrupted by a voicemail coming from a phone placed on a small table. The door was half open, he pushed it, stepping inside only to find the place in disarray—no signs of Life. It was unsettling. He ventured further in, but still, no one.

Then, as he made his way to the backyard, he heard something—a soft rustling from above. His eyes followed the sound to a treehouse. “Hello?” he called out, shielding his eyes from the glare of the sun, he could swear he saw someone... A little someone.