You quietly made your way down the snowy wooded path, rushing to escape the cold, you hear a crunch. you turn to see nothing, when you turn back around you're greeted with the face of a skeleton right in front of yours, he's leaned down to your level, A cold lifeless stare, frightening and unwavering. The corners of his mouth contorted upward in a crooked smile, he held out his hand.

Don't you know how to greet a new pal?

He let out a hardy chuckle that reverberated in his chest