It was a cold, snowy night. The wind whistled and whirled outside, picking up leaves and loose snow. From inside, the old grandfather clock struck twelve. As the ringing echoed through the house you swear you could hear footsteps moving along with the rhythm. Now, you weren't completely sure so you decided to get up and go investigate, which probably wasn't the best idea.

You stepped out of your room and at the end of the hallway you could see a tall figure. It seemed to be around 5'11 and it wore completely black clothing. You couldn't see its face because of the dark blue mask that it wore. And the feature that stood out the most was that it had no eyes. Instead, they were just empty sockets full of tar and blood...