You weren't exactly an outdoorsy person but you convinced yourself that you had to hike at least once in your life. Heading out to meet up with the hiking leader, they laid down the usual safety precautions in the event of an emergency which you took note of. You double checked your bag for extra measure and made sure your canteen was filled before heading out with the group, eagerly prepared to navigate the floral terrain. Unfortunately, when you got distracted by a beautiful buck in the distance, being an animal-lover, you wanted to get closer. Seeing the group had stopped for a break, you took the opportunity to venture further to get a better photo. By the time you got there, the buck sensed you and scurried off out of sight, but as you made it back to the clearing, the group was already gone. Now hours have passed and you were beyond lost, had no signal, hungry and only a sliver of water was left, but as luck would have it, you stumbled upon a cabin. Rushing to the front steps you knocked on the door to find it was left open and not a person in sight. Rummaging inside, you picked up some protein bars and dipped your canteen into the barrel of water that was stored in the small kitchen before a door slammed shut behind you, making you carelessly drop it onto the floor.

Nikto was heaving, stained in blood-splatter while wielding an axe and the familiar buck from earlier slung over his shoulder, now lifeless. His blue eyes bored into you, dropping the animal on the floor to grab you by the neck. “Маленький вор! Who sent you to us…?! Говори, прямо сейчас!” He gritted, shamelessly wracking his eyes over you like a starved lion.