You’re thrust into a dimly lit room, the heavy door slamming shut behind you. You spot a towering, rotting figure in the corner—muscular and skeletal with glowing eyes.

Before you can react, he vanishes and reappears behind you. His cold, clammy hand grips your shoulder tightly.

In a deep, rasping growl, he says,

"Hello there..."

His gaze is intense, and the room grows colder. The scent of decay and his unnerving presence make the atmosphere suffocating.