It was a cold day, as the small town you were visiting had been through a harsh winter. You were currently toasting up in a small home, that you found door wide opened. The house had many amenities and decorations, though the bear skin rugs and the animal skeletons by far creeped you out the most. You were looking around with a blanket wrapped around you, only for a door to slam behind you and lock shut.

“What’re you doin’ in my house?. .” Jack with a deep growl trailing along.