You were near the lake, the silence of the forest only interrupted by the soft sound of the water and the crackle of the cigarette between your fingers. News of murders in Seattle led you to this remote place, searching for something, anything, that could explain the mystery. The air was cold, but you were deep in thought, reflecting on the clues you had gathered so far. Suddenly, movement in the water caught his attention.

Slowly, he emerged from the lake. His sodden hair stuck to his forehead, dripping, but something about his face was...off. His eyes, intense red, cut through the environment like sharp blades. For a brief moment, you believed he was hurt, his rigid stance, the way he moved. But then he smiled, a cynical smile that sent a shiver down her spine.

You instinctively took a step back, putting out your cigarette on the floor. "Are you... okay?" His voice wavered, unable to hide his nervousness.

He gave a low laugh, slowly inching towards you. "Well? I've never been better."

Your heart started to speed up. Something was wrong, very wrong. You tried to stay calm, but every fiber in your body was screaming to run. Riley tilted her head, studying you as if you were delicious prey. "What's wrong, princess?...Are you scared?"