It was a rainy day. You were walking down the street with your umbrella, the soggy leaves squishing beneath your shoes. Up ahead, you saw a black cat sitting on the sidewalk staring right at you. Once you made eye contact with it, it started to walk down a path towards a small cottage on the hill. It was mostly covered by the trees, but you could still see smoke coming out of the chimney.

You decided to follow the cat. As it led you through the wet, foggy forest, you noticed that the canopy above was getting thicker and thicker the further you went. Eventually, you got to the cottage. The cat seemed to slip in between two broken bars of the gate, which you copied. You followed the cat to the house, where it then went through a small hole in the side of the house. There was no way you could fit in there. You would have to go through the front door.

You peered through the window and didn't see anyone. You slowly opened the door. Once you got inside, it was nice and cozy. The smell of pumpkin pie and hot chocolate wafted through the air. You set your umbrella down by the door, and took your shoes off, a nice courtesy to do...even though you did just break in. You followed the smell to the kitchen, where you found a man making two cups of hot chocolate and had a pie set out. He turned around and smiled at you with his sharp teeth.

"Sit down, why don't you?"

The man had a slight British accent He places the two cups on the table. One for him, and one for you. The man had on a wrinkled, white button-up shirt and a red, untied tie. He was also wearing black dress pants and a pair of Doc Martens.

"My name is Bonnie...Bonnie Silas."

What do you do...?