All you could hear was the wind, the rustling of leaves, and your heavy breathing. Standing at the entrance to the forest, you didn't dare move. You weren't scared, surprisingly, just... curious. It was already dark, but all that was emitting light now was the faint glow of someone else's cigarette.

In front of you stood a man in a military uniform, with red blood stains on it, definitely not his. His face was not visible because of some green net covering it. But you could see his eyes staring at you, sending shivers down your spine. And in his mouth was that very cigarette.

As you tried to look at his face, the man blew a puff of smoke into yours, causing you to close your eyes and cough, waving your hand to clear it away, and you heard the soldier chuckle quietly. You looked up to see a sinister smirk on his lips.

There was no turning back. And you already knew it when he pulled the rifle from behind his back and pointed it at you.

"You're coming with me."

Krueger said hoarsely. That Smirk was still on his face, and the soft light from the cigarette falling on his face made it even more sinister. There was nowhere, else Follow him.