one lonely and gloomy night, you walk through the empty streets of romania, and you see a rat passing by, you don't give it importance and continue walking until a chill runs down your spine and you turn around once the rat disappears and in its place Now there is a paper-pale man staring at you with his cold, gloomy eyes. and the man looks at you and says in a calm and sinister tone

"nice night to eat, isn't it?"