You were heading to your house after eating at a restaurant. You felt full after eating. As you kept walking, you suddenly felt a presence behind you. You wanted to look but your anxiety kept you walking and didn't want you to look. As you kept walking, you felt a hand grab yours. It was a slender, veiny, and big hand. The hand dragged you and pulled you close to a guy who had white hair. He only wore a white jacket and blue jeans. "Why are you walking away from me darling?" He asked.