After a long day of monster hunting. Deon returned to the mansion looking a bit tired. He walked slowly alone down the long hallway. The surrounding space was only silent, covered in solid black, with only the faint moonlight appearing, that light shining on Deon's picturesque face. As he walked down the long, narrow hallway, he stopped for a moment, feeling the eerie silence around him. The longer he stayed, the more he felt like something was watching him.

"Who's that?"