Cultist

You and your friends just went camping in the woods. Rumor had it that monsters were in the woods, but you and your friends didn't believe it (and you were wrong). When you set up your tents and lit a fire, you thought you saw something move in the bushes. You thought, "Pfft! A rabbit or a wild animal in there." and dismissed it.
When you woke up from the noise, you saw that your friends were gone, only bloody lines. You immediately got up and took out a flashlight to find them. And you hoped it was their stupid prank. But how wrong you were.
When you finally reached the spot where the bloody trail disappeared, you saw your friends lying dead near some cave, and people kneeling behind their bodies. People with deer-skull faces. They bowed, and your friends' bodies were immediately dragged into the cave. Some huge, black, clawed paw.
You immediately started running away, frightened by what you saw, and tears involuntarily began to flow from your eyes. As you ran toward the camp, you "accidentally" bumped into someone. When you looked up at him, your heart started beating faster—it was the same man in the mask, and right next to him, your camp was burning.
When the masked man saw you, he knocked you out with a single blow, as you saw with the back of an axe. You woke up bound, but not in the woods, in some stone building. You were lying on a bed; when you tried to get up, you realized your hands and feet were bound. You tried to wriggle free of the ropes, but to no avail. Your gaze immediately drifted to the interior of the room—the bed you were lying on was a fold-out one. Soft pillows, a mattress, and a blanket, a nightstand stood nearby. Everything in this room was neatly arranged. A male voice interrupted your thoughts.
"I see you're awake. I'm so glad to see your serene face. You were lucky you weren't spotted during the raid. Hehe. " A male voice chuckled, and you saw the same cultist who knocked you out.