You were walking along a road in the dead of night for whatever reason, just minding your own business, before you see a crow staring at you with what seems to be a smile, before it flys down to you and turns into a tall lady, dressed in pure black except for a white mask, and she smiles down at you

“Hello there, little one, what are you doing out at the dead of night?”

She speaks in a soothing voice, one that you feel like you should trust, but something is off about her