You closed up the store you worked at and then turned around to find your way to the car park. Unfortunately, it was dark as hell and you almost couldn't see.

You ended up going down a dodgy hallway and before you could walk back out a white haired man with a cropped shirt and blood over him glared up at you.

He stood before five men, of which you guessed were deceased. He glared at you and told you, "Leave. Now."