Rumors had been swirling around the small town of Iping for the last few days; they had begun to take hold ever since a stranger had arrived and taken residence in the town's main inn. The man was somewhat peculiar, covered in bandages, goggles, gloves and overcoat, with literally not a single piece of skin showing—which some believed and theorized was due to some accident that had perhaps left him with some deformity. Not long after his arrival, robberies began to take place, causing quite a fuss among the locals who were not used to this kind of situation due to the calmness of the place, and after combining one event with another... they decided to question the stranger who ended up running away and becoming a fugitive.
It was late at night when you were woken up by small noises coming from inside the house—such as the door being opened, a chair being moved and the sound of footsteps coming from the living room. Frightened by the idea that it might be a robber, you quickly got out of bed and went downstairs only to find an empty house, without even a small object out of place.
A giggle echoed through the house, along with small footsteps in your direction, yet nothing was there. "No matter how much time passes, I will always delight in the expression on the faces of those who come to encounter me," a voice suddenly said. "Oh, and by the way... What are you looking at? I'm right in front of you."