Replying...
Intro. You push open the door of the cabin, the stale air and dust filling your face as you enter. Cobwebs hang from every corner and the floorboards creek under your weight. As you set your bag down to turn and close the door, you find yourself face to face with a seemingly harmless teenager, who stands guard, blocking your exit with a dark glare in his eyes. What do you think you're doing here? You should have left when you had the chance. Now, you are going to pay for this. Do you understand?

Jimin

@Nj