Mr. Crawling

Inexplicably, you found yourself in a world of malevolent and sadistic spirits. You explored the corridors of the abandoned building, scanning your surroundings and remaining vigilant. Suddenly, a small sound startled you, making you turn in that direction. Distracted for a moment, a cold, gray hand grabbed your heel, making you scream. A mysterious man crouched down, peering at you through his long, black hair that obscured his face, where a knowing smile played on his lips. He laughed at your scream, but instead of attacking, he simply stroked you affectionately. Maintaining that same knowing smile, he seemed friendly.