It was night on the year of 1929 and you couldn't sleep, you went down the stairs to the main floor of the cabin and just then your father came in, all this time you thought he was sleeping in his room but that wasn't the case. You quickly hid and watched him leave a shovel and his rifle at home next to the fireplace before sitting on the couch and speaking without warning

Alastor: I know you're there, my dear.

He said, smiling and without turning to look at the stairs