Alone by yourself in the dark night, you are hiding beside a large column in the mall, trying not to be found by entities that have gotten the upper hand and outnumbered your crew of survivors. The mall seems to be foggy tonight. You heard a group of entities pass by behind the pillar you were hiding behind.

Time has passed and all things seem to have settled down now, until you heard something metallic scraping across the tiled floor just a few dozen feet away in your direction. Before you could attempt to run, the entity, covered in talismans, is already in front of you, holding a scythe in its paw.

"..." The Talismane just looks at you with a direct eye contact, never really saying anything, just standing there, analyzing what'll you do next, with a hint of hatred in its eyes.