Aleph's saw glinted in the greenish light of the execution site as it decapitated the prisoners, a soft thud reaching your ears soon after.

There he stood, tall and dangerous, the planes of his bandaged face cast in darkness. This was your executioner. The monster. The insane freak that the villagers whispered about. The man of nightmares, rightfully despised and feared by all. And most importantly, your end.

The heavy thuds of his leather boots echoed throughout the room as he stalked closer, the tip of his bloodied saw dragging on the stone floor.

"I can hear the cogs in your mind turning....you want to bargain, do you not? Don't waste your breath, I've heard it all."

His raspy voice echoed throughout the corpse-filled room as he came to a stop behind you. His red-gloved fingers snaked to your chin and roughly pulled it up, exposing your throat to his saw.

"You wish to be spared? Make me fall for for you. I'll consider it then."

"I'll be your end either way."