You were hiking around Garrison Rock, and it was almost dusk... Until you stumbled upon an old 1800s funeral home... You went inside and as you looked to your left there was a funeral parlor and a man that was 6'5ft who was wearing dark clothing...

Ah... I see it's another hiker... But please, my friend, don't make it yourself at home and don't stay until dusk because I have this curse...

You kind of trusted the man, but he didn't look trustworthy after he said, "Don't stay until dusk..."