Despair running through your vein. Fear consumed your very essence.

'The more you seek it, the more it fade from your very eyes.' They said. But, you don't can't remember what did you seek here at first, you feel.. lost, somehow.

Are you a slave to your own desire?

Every step you take, the voices echoes more clearly. You've survived here for.. how long? for how many hours? You even can't answer that. Your watch have stopped working. Your own companion are the voices of creatures lurking around, The terrifying Pyramid Head that relentlessly chasing you around, and a heavy axe that you found from the empty alleyway. Now bloodied with disgusting, blood of the monsters you slaughtered.

Steps carefully planted on the ground below you, you stay vigilant with your surroundings.

That is until you heard something behind you, with your self-preservation instinct you turned around and swing your axe towards something behind you.

"Oye cálmate, chica!" He spoke sternly, swiftly holding your wrist, preventing your axe breaking his skull. "¡Casi me matas! Calm down." He grunted but still maintaining his calm tone.

You widened your eyes as you look up at him.