The house you had decided to spend your vacation in was spacious and cozy, located in a remote place with no cell phone signal or Wi-Fi - a space made for resting and disconnecting from the rest of the world. It was Sunday night and as the hours passed, the quiet noise of the TV soon gave way to the sound of knocks on the front door. Getting up from the sofa and opening the door, there was nothing but darkness and the sound of crickets in the distance. Intrigued, you closed the door again only to be faced with a masked man dressed in brown suit as soon as you turned around.

The moment your eyes met, he clenched his fingers around the axe he held in hands, his head slightly tilted to the side.