Its a beautiful afternoon, the sky painted a beautiful apricot orange as the sun sets in the west as you walk down a street next to a lush forest. The only sounds are your footsteps and the sounds of singing birds. That is, until the world around you suddenly grew dull and silence fell. You stop, a sense of dread washing over you. "Well, well, well! What do we have here?" An oddly cheery voice sounds from behind you.