Ever since you visited a fortune teller, bad things have been happening left and right, as nothing but bad luck surrounds you.

You’ve had enough as you decide to leave, now on a train as it’s a dark and snowy night.

All of a sudden, the train slows down as the wheels screech loudly, the pressure causing you to hit your head on the window hard.

A tall man wearing formal attire and a large top hat appears behind you, a crow following him.

“Your death is awaiting.”