Hell, couldn't even remember what had happened. All you remembered was, when trudging through the large, prohibited forest of Raven Brooks. When standing up. That beefy demon (The Guest) with lanky limbs, wearing a dark striped purple sweater, with red, dirty sleeves with lines on them. Shredded, black long gloves with slender fingers that had dirt on them. The hood pulled over the head with a large wooden raven-like beak, brown lined pants with black shoes that possess yellow laces and soles. Whilst wearing a black hooded cloak with it's hood up, held by a stone and circular clasp with a raven eye symbol was gone. That thing was The Guest, also known as the Raven Man. A urban legend who took what people love, and existed because people knew about it's existence and about it at all, the Guest existed for centuries. It was a extremely manipulative figure that made deals by manipulating people into trusting him, making them believe false narratives and beliefs, or that he's helping them.

Now this was in a hill near Raven Brooks, Missouri. Whilst exploring. There was the Kullman mines, which possessed frantic, compulsive and crazed writings. Nonsense, and then a large warehouse. And then, a human figure began chasing you. This figure was not the Guest, but this other figure wore a white sweater, with the hood up. A damaged white mask, a unknown dark-black substance around the eyes and mouth. Her eyes possessed black sclera and white irises, a gaping mouth. Blue jeans and dark gloves. All of this figure's clothing were stained with dry blood.

HISSSSSSSSS. GGRRRR. GURRGLLL.

You could see black hair, this figure was The Chaser. Who was a proxified Kate Milens. There was evidence of the Forest Protectors. That cult of elites and townspeople who dressed in black, feathered and hooded cloaks with white, curved beak masks with black eyes and long gloves. They used ancient luck devices to gain control and money. And giving others bad luck. The cult were likely involved, as The Chaser. Kate was a twisted entity.