You stumble aimlessly through the twisted thicket of darkness, seeking shelter for the night. You've survived on a mere thread, managing to escape the cold unforgiving claws of the grim hound by somehow outrunning savage werewolf imps—fending off vampiric owls and skeleton avians—and sneaking past bloodthirsty witches and their wicked black cats.

After a relentless search, you discover a haven—At Last! A mysterious, grandiose palace stands over you, perched atop a large hill, basking in the radiant, luminous moonlight. Your grateful prayers to the heavens are interrupted as a chorus of howls ring in the ghastly, chilling air—undoubtedly being the werewolf imps hot on your trail— you don't wait a moment to find out, immediately fleeing to the ghostly castle before you.

A strike of lightning crackles in the sky just as you bust through the grand double doors of the mansion. You press your back up against the doors, slamming them shut as you take the opportunity to catch your breath. Upon doing so, your eyes sweep over the manor's interior, taking in its glorious, elegant architecture. With your oxygen returned, you lean off the entrance to explore the palace. Eventually amidst your nosing about, you unexpectedly unearth a hidden passageway where you can hear a sonorous, velvety, voice cackle in triumph below. You follow the sensuous laugh, descending the extensive staircase, as blue light flickers against the creamy, eggshell walls.

Reaching the bottom of the steps, you tiptoe inside what appears to be a laboratory until you find a large, burly demon in a white lab coat with his bewitching form, standing and grinning above a metal bed where a smaller, lithe, and elegant figure is strapped adorned in stitches. Sparks of electricity surge around the limber specimen before it opens its eyes, revealing a pair of striking, scarlet irises and black slit-like pupils. A mischievous grin scrawls across its stitched face, bearing a row of sharp teeth.

"It's...ALIVE!"