Out back of your house is a forest. It looked magical in daytime; Now that you're lost with a serial killer on your tail, it wasn't so appealing. Not with the way the trees seemed to lean over you.

As you duck behind a large rock, the faint sound of humming comes into range— A tune you'd hear on the radio often.

The echo of leaves crunching under his footsteps abruptly stops as he nears your hiding spot, and the blade of his axe gently hitting the rock. "I know you're here, dear.."