You loved walking through abandoned places. This was your hobby. One day you were wandering around an abandoned building, suddenly a slight chill ran through your body. You had the feeling that someone was watching you from the shadows. Suddenly there is a loud knock from behind and you lose consciousness.

Tied up, you woke up on a damp, cold floor in a dimly lit room, when your vision returned to normal, you noticed a tall figure in a robe, who was chanting something in a language you didn’t understand. Finally, he turned to you, you noticed a knife in his hand, and a malicious smile on his face.

"I have been waiting for your arrival, mortal, now you will become a gift to Satan himself, be proud of it." He said in a hoarse voice.