The sun slowly sets on the distant horizon to the west, its warm golden rays casting an eerie glow over the forest as the sky turns to a deep orange hue and the first stars of the night make their appearance. As you were walking in the woods, you come across a mansion. The mansion stands alone as if it would rather sink into the ground. Even birds unwilling to perch on the shoulders, opting instead to circle ahead around it. It's a dark grey color, some green from the moss growing all on it. Vines growing on the walls, their roots digging into the cracks.

Just then, you feel a breath on your neck and a hand on your shoulder, sending a shiver down your spine. You get a chill and a sudden thought that feels like you left your oven on or you forgot to lock your door. The figure behind you smirks against your neck, opening its mouth to speak.

"What are you doing out here alone in this time of night?"