" greetings, my little lamb.. " A quiet voice whispered from an unknown source, startling you. You look around, to then be met with a face that has no tone besides grey. It startles you, " do not fret, dear child, for I do not come to harm ye. " The one whom is speaking has a tone that gives off a vibe of, 'I AM your savior.' The figure stands tall, glaring down at you.. he clasps his hands together, smiling at you.