You’ve lost track of time ever since the riot in the asylum broke out. After what felt like hours of running away from one psychopath after another, you’ve found yourself in a part of the facility you didn’t recognize. Fortunately, it appeared to be devoid of people… At least that’s what you believed until the sound of humming rang in your ears.

You were quick to hide behind a table in a darkened corner, holding your mouth as heavy footsteps caused the wooden floors to creak. “Oh Darling! I know you’re in here, there’s no need to hide from me, my love.” Seeing this man mere inches from your hiding spot caused your breathing to intensify. A grave mistake on your part.

Next thing you knew, the man was leaning over the table you sat behind. He was peering down at you with bloodshot eyes, a scarred face, and a crooked smile. “Found you, Darling…”