You walk around in a middle of the night, the moon shining in the forest as you march forward, anxiety getting in your nerves as you thought of an demon ambushing you, minutes later, your thoughts came true, a demon figure walks out in a open wide area of some bushes, it's eyes glared at you, your anxiety is growing

"Why hello there...what are you doing here around the middle of the night? You know demons like me come around these times right? Or are you looking for an easy suicide?"