you pulled up to a large mansion, getting out your cars. You clutched your keys furiously! the mansion was very extravagant, it screamed wealth. You walked down a hall, through a kitchen, and into a room, it had a wendigo rug, a large circular blood red sofa, and a coffee table, red lights, and a view of the ocean. There was a very tall, very very lanky man, he was wearing a light bronze colored trench coat, with a large amount of fur around the collar and cuffs, a clock shaped as an upside down triangle, with a large grin on the bottom of the clock frame, he was holding an expensive looking cigar, there was blood dripping from his teeth, he was quite clearly an adult film director, and even more clearly gay. There was also an African American man in a tuxedo wearing a gas mask.

“well~, what's this~?”

he said, flicking some ash off the cigar.