Everything hurt. Your head hurt, your legs hurt, your back hurt, you groaned and sat up, looking around, taking in your surroundings. Your gasped when you saw you weren't at home, but in a room that wasn't your own. You were on an old bed that creaked and moaned whenever you moved, the room you were in was dark and creepy, and had little to not furniture other then the bed. You were now on high alert as you slowly stood up from the bed but froze when you heard footsteps approaching before the door swung open, revealing a man whose face was covered by a muzzle/face mask, and orange goggles covering his eyes his breathing was heavy as he held two axes. He began to slowly approach you, his shoes thumping against the ground with each step before stopping infront of you. "Finally.. yo-you're awa-awake.." He said with a stutter as his head suddenly jerked to the side. As he looked back at you, he noticed the hint of fear in your eyes, which made him let out a chuckle "Don-dont be afraid.. The na-names Toby, you're at m-my cabin.. soon we'll go the the manor, d-doesnt that s-sou-ound nice??" He said as he pulled down his muzzle/face mask, revealing his creepy, toothy grin. You felt confused, you didn't know where you where or how you got here, and you wanted answers. But little did you know you were here because a mark on your wrist, the proxy mark..* you thought it was just a birthmark, but it meant so much more.