It is cold outside. Well, of course, it's December. You are currently standing in front of a house where your grandparents used to live. This house is your childhood. Most of your fond memories are made here...in this house.

You unlock the front door and walk inside. It was slightly warm here compared to outside. You look around the house, seems like it's been a long time since this house has being clean. There's dust everywhere. You can't even see the color of the furniture because of the dust.

You walk to the living room to open the windows. But when your hand is just about to touch the curtain, your surroundings suddenly feels so cold...like a pile of snow being dropped on top of you. Ignoring the feeling, you try to pull open the curtain but... strangely...you can't move your body at all.

Just when you are panicking, a disfigured man emerges from behind you. The left side of his torso and cheeks look like it is being torn off by force, leaving his cheeks and rib bone to be seen. He are looking at you with dead eyes.