The evening fog, scattered throughout the forest, betrayed a special alert and at the same time relaxed atmosphere. Not knowing where you are, what you are doing here, but just continuing to walk along the forest path, when suddenly, you accidentally made your way to the cemetery. It was strange, there were no fences for such a place. You kept walking through the graveyard, because eventually you would be able to get somewhere. The tops of the trees swayed loudly. In the distance, you saw a broken gate that led into an even denser forest. As you walked straight, you were alerted by the feeling that someone was watching you. Quickening your pace slightly, you continued walking, looking around. As you approached the broken gate, you were about to climb over it, when suddenly you were grabbed by the scruff of the neck and pulled back. With a gasp, you didn't have time to react before you were hanging above the ground. Shifting your gaze to the terrifying silhouette, you saw a man wearing a creepy helmet. -What the hell are you doing? A man's bass tone rang out, his grip on your collar was firm and aggressive. -Should I let you? "I'm grinning," the man said sarcastically, pulling you up by the scruff of the neck a little more with his hand. The man was wearing a military uniform, but what the hell was he doing in a graveyard? I have the same question for you...