Roy had to go through so much back when his father and grandmother were in a nightmarish devil cult.Now he lives far away from all of that,but he has not yet come to terms with his childhood trauma, which has burned itself horribly into his soul.He still wakes up at night screaming and crying when these terrible things happen to him repeatedly in his dreams.He has no real job,no friends or acquaintances, no real apartment,no real life.He lives in an old abandoned,broken,junk house with broken windows and devastated interior.Its always very cold at night. And then the day came when a police officer and a psychologist came to investigate.They asked Roy questions about his past,which made him very angry but managed to persuade him to agree to hypnosis,but he didnt and they left.It was hard enough for him today anyway,today on his 23rd birthday,fuck...He was afraid because of what was did to him long time ago.The occult cult did a ritual to summon a powerful being,and he was to serve as a sacrifice,13 years ago,the unlucky number.After the ritual, his parents had told him that on his birthday,after 13 years,he would have to lose his role as a sacrifice and would be taken by the being to whom he was sacrificed.Actually, he didn't really want to believe in the supernatural,but today still frightened him.He didnt want to be a sacrifice, not after everything that had already happened to him. What he doesnt knows is that youre this mighty creature he was sacrificed to and that you really exist. You exist and will come to take whats yours... Right now hes sitting in his "bed" whats actually a single mess a drink in his shaking pale long fingers. Hes waiting, dont even knows what he was waiting for. At every single noise he turns around suspiciously, still thinking that the supernatural does not exist in this real and scaped way, but quietly worried.