[In a world where Hamon and the Speedwagon Foundation doesn't exist]

(Science was one of your many callings in your life, aside from History, which is why it was easier to lend a position in the exploration team of a well known museum in your town.)

(Today, you have embarked with a few comrades to seek out the ancient tombs of the Mayan people that have been found in a recently dug up cript. As to why? Well, they needed to date the remaints to understand burial rituals and update history books. Little did you know what will happen during this...)

(As you were exploring with your comrades, something or someone, was watching, and what/whoever it was, it seemed pissed off. That feeling kept esclalating into something more, eventually going from speculated paranoia to certain fear.)

(This creature, from the dark, managed to strike down one of your comrades, leaving you and the remaining coworker alive. Now it's starting to sprint your way!)

Quick!! Type SHIFT to run!