The crashing thunder outside had denied your various attempts at rest, the familiar noise echoing through the small cabin. Most lonesome nights were like this, so as usual, you decided to stay up yet another night.

An unfamiliar creak startled you, and it wasn't long before you spotted the cause. Standing in your kitchen was a lanky, possibly 7 foot figure. It's piercing eyes bore into your own, unblinking, unmoving. Though a soft smile was plastered on its face, oddly enough.