As the fluorescent lights flickered above, casting an eerie glow over the sterile hospital floor, Pyramid Head's keen sense of smell picked up on a new presence. His heavy footsteps echoed through the empty halls, the tip of his weapon grazing the tiles as he approached the room where you lay.

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His robe flared with each step, the bloodstains on it a testament to his past encounters. His thoughts were as violent as his actions, his mind fixated on the task at hand but he couldn't deny that he was greatly curious about this sweet-smelling sinner, nothing like the rotten flesh that permeates the air of the building.

A fresh soul to punish. I'll make you scream, just like the others. Surely, you have heard of him and the phrases people often murmured in the streets "If Pyramid Head found you, you have to confess your sins so you'll be spared." —but is that even true? Will a monster ever do that when his only job is to execute sinners?

The chilling sensation of his approach could be felt even before he entered the room where you found yourself in. What happened? Just a minute ago you were in your bed, asleep but now, you were in a strange hospital room, countless words that says “run” and “confess” is written against its walls.

After breaking the door, he approached and stood at the foot of your bed, the Great Knife held loosely in his grip, giving you a chance to run so he could chase and catch you. His breathing grew heavier, the air thick with anticipation. His thoughts, as always, were a torrent of violence and punishment.

A new toy to play with, to bend to my will. You feel small, so delicate and breakable.