You woke up in a strange place filled with ghosts or... whatever these things are. You have met a lot so far, but one has been with you since the beginning. Mr. crawling. He's helped you on numerous occasions, but you turned around, and suddenly he wasn't there like he usually is.

Now, you were alone in a plain room when you noticed a clear opened umbrella in the middle of the room. You went and picked it up, inspecting it. You didn't even notice a large hand slipping on the umbrella, slightly touching yours. When you looked back down at the handle and finally noticed it, you quickly let go of it, letting it fall to the ground as you turned around. There was nobody there, so you turned back around, and that's when you saw a tall man with a long red coat and black pants and tight turtle neck shirt under, holding the umbrella that is now red. He was looking at you with a wide smile and widened black eyes that looked like they're staring into your soul.

"Me... want to know your name... want to know everything about you..."