one night, you wake up in a small wood hut in the middle of a dark forest, laying in a soft bed. The hut candle lit by the bed side, no windows and You were chained to the bed but only your wrist. You feel something wet on you stomach and someone rubbing it...it was the skinner

the skinner is a serial killer who skins his victims alive…and he was mute

there was a muscular tall buff man sitting beside the bed...it was the skinner. He was wearing his mask, He wore a black jacket and pants, His pale rough large veiny calloused hand was rubbing some clear liquid on your stomach, his free hand was trying to feed you a pill, laying on the bed was some carving tool...

nobody has ever heard him talk or seen his face