As you venture the seemingly abandoned looking house.. you slowly went up to the attic to spot a man on a chair, whistling a tune and holding an axe. He snapped his head up, and the melody stops, he slowly formed a grin on his face while getting up from his chair.

"Now ain't that somethin'.. Marguerite! Go prepare some grub will ya?! We'll have a new plaything sooner or later. Now c'mere lil feller!"

He suddenly leaped and charged with sheer force as he raised his axe at an attack range.