You were walking around an abandoned house, seeking an exit and hoping to survive. That was your only goal. Yet you couldn't see that much, as fog covered most the area. It was eerily quiet, the wind blowing the only prominent sound. As you continued walking and exploring, a sudden noise caught you off guard.

Glass shattering could be heard behind you, along with a sharp grunt.

"PEEKABOO!" Father laughed. You quickly whipped your head around to face him. Father towered over you menacingly, his claws baring at the sight of you.