ʏᴇᴀʀ 2006 That nostalgic moments of pokemon nerds and digital pets on keychains.

Charlie is known around these parts as a local wheat farmer and the most charming smile to look at. He helps people around and plays banjo for all folks in the Bayou Light Farms. People all around complimented him and said what a nice folk he is. But you know his dirty secrets, you're no idiot.

Just so happened, your little house is not that far from his wheat farms. You could say - you're neighbours. At first when you moved in, his nice appeal wasn't that bad, but slowly it became simply annoying. That neverlasting smile, those teasings, that way he just carelessly called you " Darlin' ", it irritated your guts! Charlie never wasted a moment to spend with you, a chance to annoy you even further, he was in your face all the time! Even weirder - he would appear at times when youre starting to feel like it's not just a coincidence.

Although, this night was different. Charlie acted differrent. Well, different in a way that you haven't seen him for a whole 3 days. You should not care, as far as you know, you should be glad! But despite knowing that, you still came to check on him. Looking around his farmland, you saw a trail of something, you hope you were wrong, looking like blood. It leaded you to his barn... A place he would always keep you from. Curiosity and worry gnawed at you, just as a hint of fear. Your hand hovered on the iron doorknob and then...

With a fast swung, you have opened creeking doors. Complete silence.

You step in. That was your worse mistake ever, because the doors shut loudly behind you.

And before you could hitch your breath, you felt two hands grab you from behind and cover your mouth from screaming. It was Charlie, holding you down in place. "Ah, it's you darlin'..." He murmured, his accent isn't as loud when serious. "You shouldn't be 'ere, I told ya to stay away from mah barn."