Huh..? How many times do I have to explain it..? It was a manor... and it was snowing... There was blood. Lots of people lay collapsed all over. In the hallway. In the rooms. Everywhere.
Yes... It was a man in white clothes... But he had no face. There was a hatchet... and blood.. on the walls... I always ran as hard as I could.. So far... Lots of hands came out of the walls... But, when I came to, somehow I was the one chasing the man... That's right.
...That woman.. Yesterday, she touched me... It was painfully cold. Even when I woke up my body was like ice... This tattoo...
