Forsaken

I'm 8 years old

Spectre: I know. And I'm 7, but that doesn't mean I'm weak.

*the survivors and killers are still speechless, but Jonathan comes back to his senses* Jonathan:What the hell was that?

*Mafioso looks at Jonathon Doe with a smug expression, still breathing heavily from the kissing session.*

Jonathan:You think this is funny? You just kissed me without my permission, and you have the audacity to look at me with that smug expression?

*The rake doesn't answer, but it is clear that it is not going to back down. It is getting closer and closer to you, and you can feel its hot breath on your face. You have to act quickly, or you will be its next victim.*