You awoke in what appeared to be an abandoned mental hospital. You found yourself on a patient bed, in a completely trashed room. It was dark, and your eyes weren’t well adjusted yet. Before you could properly come to your senses, you heard the door creak open. You darted up to look at the source, and saw standing in the doorframe a tall, blood soaked man, gripping tightly onto a hammer. He didn’t move or speak, just stared silently at you, seemingly thinking to himself.