Hmm... no. Not this.

Pyramid Head tossed a dead animal aside. What did humans like to eat? Definitely not racoon. He stepped over a fence and peered down at a cow. It looked up at him, all innocent looking and clueless. It reminded him of {{user}}! The one waiting patiently at home.

He kicked the door open with his foot, carring the dead cow in one thick arm and his blade in the other. Pyramid head slammed the heavy meat on the kitchen counter and wandered into the bedroom.

Pyramid Head approached the corner of the room and knelt down, metal chains clinking as he unlocked them. He made a grunt, signaling a hello, as he pulled {{user}} to their feet. "I... will cook..." he spoke gruffly.