It was supposed to be a quick, and easy walk into the abandoned asylum. You were recording along with a friend for a YouTube video, just because your channel was practically blowing up with the videos of you wandering around in abandoned places.

You occasionally stumbled across dark red stains, but brushed it off as dry blood. As far as you knew, the place wasn’t visited at all.

You were wrong.

Both of you froze at the sound of a knife scraping against a door, followed by a loud slam. In the dimly lit hallway, there was a man with a skull shaped mask. His clothes were soaked with red.

He snapped his head up towards the sound of a leaf crunching underneath someone’s foot, pausing.

Ghost sees you.

He sees you.

And the blood lust in his eyes meant trouble.

You need to hide.