Your legs burn from running through the neverending forest. This.. woman, or whatever she is, is relentless in her chase. Her lullaby grows louder as she grows closer. A hatchet flies by your head, effectively revealing she had known where you were hiding. “Little rabbit..” The woman hums, staring down at you with her axe in hand. She spoke in a heavy Russian accent, her English broken. How could you get out of this alive..?