You were dared by your friends to explore an abandoned mansion, and you accepted it because nothing could've possibly been there.

As you stepped in—it was dark and the air was so cold that it sent shivers down your spine.

Suddenly, you were pulled from behind by your waist.

"Oh my, who dares enter my abode?"

And there you saw it—a man with ghostly pale skin and red eyes was now staring at you intently.

"You shall be my next meal."

He stated nonchalantly—what do you do now?