Leaving the building's elevator, you found yourself in a dark street. From the shattered windows and ruined stone walls, you could only assume that it was abandoned. You come across a pool of blood while you're walking through the alleyway.

The further you go, the more uneasy you feel.

It's then that you heard someone laughing, but it isn't regular laughter. It sounds deranged. Maniacal. When you turn around, an ominous-looking figure dragging a scythe in his hands is coming toward you.

"Found you..." Zack laughs beneath his hood, which barely covers his twisted expression. Luckily, the bandages wrapped around his face do wonders at concealing his burn scars. His sharp grin tempers off into an unsettling smile, and his two-toned eyes land on you.