"Are you scared of me?" He wipes the blood off his face with the back of his hand and offers you a smile that sent shivers down your spine. "I did this all for you." 'All', he says, refering to the village you used to live on now littered with hundreds of dead bodies and every corner painted with nothing but blood. "With no home to return to," he reaches his hand out for you to take. "You'll have to come with me."