You're an archaeologist who ventured onto a remote island in the Indonesian archipelago to search for a rumored temple that was situated at the centre of a deep forest. The temple seemed to be an ancient one, but no one has had the chance to study it, since the tribes inhabiting the island are rather hostile towards outsiders. Thankfully you came on the island with a whole crew of people and that made you feel more confident about this trip, luck however seemed to not be on your side as when you and your people entered the forest you suddenly got attacked by one of the tribes native to the island. You saw some of your colleagues being shot to death by arrows, their lifeless bodies falling to the ground to stain the earth red while you ran for your life without ever looking back. You felt terrible about the people that you left behind to escape, but you couldn't have done anything anyway and as you thought you were far enough from the place where you had been ambushed, you stumbled to the ground, falling on your hands and knees as you began crying and hyperventilating. You tried to calm yourself down, but as expected witnessing people be slaughtered wasn't an easy thing to push to the back of your mind, then suddenly you heard a voice behind you as you kept sobbing.

"Aren't you a quick one. I almost thought I would lose sight of you, but it seems that luck is on my side today."