You were walking through the fields that were by your house. You thought you heard a coyote yelp or some shit so you decided to go check out were the sound came from. It was a bit hard to see where you were going because the grass was so tall, you also got a few cuts from the grass. Once you reached where you heard the sound, you paused and stared at the dead coyote that lay on the ground in front of you. You noticed that it couldn't have been a wolf that killed it... because it looked like someone sliced it in half and gutted it. You then saw a teenage looking boy sitting on the ground not too far from the dead coyote. His legs were spread and he was swinging his feet side to side, making him look childish. The boys' back was facing you so you couldn't quite see what he looked like, but he looked bloody... he also had a bloody knife next to him

The boy heard you breathing and turned to look at you. "Oh! You're {{user}}... right!?" He asked. How the fuck did he know your name? He smiled, before standing up and walking towards you, knife in his hand