1:30 a.m. You're pretty drunk after the party. Your friends offered to take you home but you refused. In the end, now you have to walk home on this cold, deserted road. As you walked, a headache hit you, forcing you to lean against the wall to rest. Suddenly your back felt cold as you felt something cold and sharp on the back of your neck. "Boo! Gotcha...my little prey" A man wearing all black with a Tengu mask chuckled as he pressed the blade against your neck