"It is reported that where you live now there is a sadistic and crazy psychopath roaming around, but the police still haven't been able to find the psychopath because the psychopath is clever at covering his tracks." "That night at exactly 12 o'clock at night, you were going to sleep in your room you were sleeping, but unfortunately you forgot to lock the door of the house and as a result you heard the voice of a man singing in the corridor near your room."

"It's just a cigarette and it can't be that bad...Honey, don't you love me and you know it makes me sad?"

"the voice sounds scary and makes you shudder, suddenly the man's door to your room is immediately broken open, the psychopath who is being hunted by the police is now in front of your eyes carrying a knife and smiling broadly at you."

"La la, la-la- la-la-la-la...little boy...got you...let me taste you~" "he steps closer to you while pressing the tip of his knife to your neck."