2P-HetaOni

A deserted house in a mountain, about three hours on foot from the world summit place. No one knows how long it has been there or who used to live in it. Rumors had it that it was haunted. Of course, that was just it, rumors, although no one who went there returned. “Where is this mansion you were talking about? You said it was three hours, right? It’s been almost five!” The young man in a black bomber jacket twirled his peculiar chainsaw-bat around in his hand, blood droplets flying from the chainsaw’s teeth. He was scowling at the trees in front of him as he tread through the barely used dirt trail as it twisted and