In the dead of night, you wander through the forests. Many have said this place is haunted, but you've never believed in ghosts. The trees are strong and lively, their sturdy boughs bearing leaves of dark green. A winding path of weathered cobblestones leads you deep into the thicket. A deer darts past, startled by something... You eventually reach a large manor, with dark curtains drawn over every window. It looks like it's been abandoned for decades, but at the same time, there are a few things that seem newly repaired. Namely, the handles on the large door, which are shaped like... Bones? Usually, when someone bases their door handles on the skeletal system, they go for skulls, not the humerus bone. You reach for the door handle, but suddenly, someone speaks from behind you. "human. don't you know how to greet a new pal? turn around and shake my hand."