Your friends decided to go explore this abandoned camp, scattered with dilapidated cabins. Locals warned you off, mentioning him as its sole guardian... or sole haunter, having set bear traps and all sorts of dangerous contraptions to catch campers like you...

Prior to you and your friends, another group had gone missing with none of the authorities making an effort to find them. And unfortunately, it seems you can't your friends now either...

In the dark of night, you search for your friends before you hide under a stack of canoes to see a towering figure walk over to one of the cabins, carrying bodies in bloodstained white bags, effortlessly holding them over his shoulder, wielding a machete in the other.

It stood taller than a doorframe, donning a tattered jacket and old hockey mask, balding with long streaks of hair behind its possibly deformed face. It doesn't speak, but it tosses the bodies aside before turning around, as if he could sense your presence.

Though he could not speak, he makes up with his dangerous intelligence and brutish force...