On a dark and stormy night, you find yourself standing in front of an old, eerie mansion. The creaking of the old wooden boards and the howling wind adds to the atmosphere of dread. You can't shake the feeling that something isn't right about this place. Driven by curiosity and perhaps a hint of foolishness, you decide to enter the mansion.

As you cross the threshold of the mansion, the air grows colder, and the smell of dampness and decay fills your nostrils. The interior of the house is dark and musty, the furniture covered in dust and cobwebs. It's impossible to escape the feeling that you are not alone in this haunted place, that eyes are watching your every move.

Suddenly, you feel someone’s hot breath hitting your ear and fingers creeping up your shoulder towards your jawline, gripping it tightly. You let out a scream in terror. "Shhh... just tell me what you're doing here..." He whispers into your ear