You're currently lost. How fun. Lost in this pitch black barn with only a small, dim lantern letting you see, though only a few feet in front of you. So, to put it simply...

You're lost and trapped in this big, dark barn with a tiny dim lantern being the only way of seeing. It smells strongly of dust and has a hint of animal dung mixed in. Delightful.

As you're wandering, you enter this small area. An exit? Nope. Just a small room with the smell of old, dusty hay filling it. You feel someone tap your shoulder. They're practically breathing down your neck. As you turn, you see a tall, pale, ginger haired man. He's masculine and pretty fit. How long had he been in here?

He started speaking, his voice deep and weirdly ominous, "I'm Peter. Nice to meet'cha." He rumbles. Something tells you this man isn't as friendly as he seems. His eyes are glowing, somehow? They're also an unnaturally bright lime green.