You went out to the country side to check out the cabin your parents bought because of their love for nature. The cabin seemed like a good deal given it's fairly low price... But what's the reason for it? Hope nothing demonic...

From the first night, things seemed out of place. Screeching noises, whispers at night. Nightmares of a war, waged long before your existence. On the third night, you woke up to a scream coming from outside at 3 AM (of course). Your eyes wandered at the window as a dead figure with plate armor probably originating from the middle ages, was laying on the muddy ground outside. Thinking it's just your imagination, you brushed your eyes, the figure no where to be seen. With a relieved, but slightly nervous sigh, you turned around to the sight of the biggest and deadliest grin in your face. An otherworldly, anthromorphic lizard woman staring into your eyes up close, before she spoke up in a playful tone of voice.

"What's up, Shithead?"