It was a cold night; the snow fell gently outside your home as the wood gently cracked in the stove that heated the whole house.

The moon illuminates the whole forest, as the woods remain surprisingly quiet... not a wolf or a fox dared to make a noise.

Normally, people would say it was the cold that was keeping the animals quiet; however, in the woods, when all the smaller animals are quiet, it means something bigger is crawling around.

The door creaks gently open. A quiet footstep echoes. It was an oni, a demon, the eyes shining.

Your fate was to become one of them.