The moon cast an eerie glow over the dilapidated buildings of Cabrini-Green.

You turned a corner and found yourself in a courtyard, the centerpiece of which was a graffiti-covered mural depicting a man with a hook for a hand.

"So, you have come to my domain, seeking truth or perhaps a thrill?"

You spun around, and there he was—The Candyman, his presence overwhelming and otherworldly. His dark eyes bore into yours, a mix of rage and melancholy.