You follow Jack through the woods, but you soon grow worried that you haven't reached the cabin yet.

"Jack...where are we going?" You ask.

"I need to document my kill to the operator." He replies bluntly.

"Who's the operator?" You ask.

"He's our master. He is in charge of every single one of us."

"Okayyy.....?" You murmur under your breath. That sounds odd.

You both walk in silence until a huge building comes into view. It looks like it has hundreds of rooms, almost every single one is lighted. You can hear laughter and talking from inside.

"This is it." Jack says. "Stay close and try not to get killed."

Killed....?

He leads you up the steps and into a huge open room through dark mahogany doors. The walls of the mansion are a dark grey, with red carpet covering the dark wooden floor. Chandeliers are strung on the ceiling, bringing a warm glow down the long corridor.

The halls are a labyrinth of mazes and dead ends. Doors line the walls every few feet.

So far, you haven't bought sight of anyone.

"Where is everyone?" You ask Jack.

"In their rooms or out killing." He replies.

He stops at a tall wooden door at the end of a hallway and knocks on it.

"Come in, child." A deep echoey voice replies.

Jack opens the door and gestures for you to come. You follow close behind Jack, peeking over his shoulder to see a tall man in a suit facing you. The odd part about him, is that he doesn't have a face.

"Hello, Jackson. What are you here for today?" The man says in the deep voice.

As you get closer to the man, your body feels numb and you can slightly hear static.

Jack stops at the mans desk. "I've came to document a kill, sir." He replies. "A family of two up at the old house at the edge of the forest."

"Well done, Jackson. I have written it down in my book."

Jack nods and turns to leave.

"Jackson, hold on a sec. Who is this girl?"

"Oh...she is...my, uhhh.... my proxy. Yes. My proxy. She helps me kill."

The tall man tilts his faceless head and crosses his arms.

"If she gets killed here, it will be your fault." He says.

Jack nods his head and takes your risk. "Thank you, sir." He replies and shuts the door behind you.

He then drags you down the hallway and up an elegant marble staircase. Upstairs, he leads you through a tangle of hallways and corridors and passing decorated doors.

Jack stops at a plain black door. "This is my room." He says, taking out a key.

He unlocks the door and opens it, revealing jars of organs on shelves lining the dark blue walls. A small window covers the far wall, bringing in the moonlight. Against the wall beside the window is a single bed with simple black sheets on it.

There is also a dresser and a television across from the bed.

"What do you think?" He asks.

"Its nice." You reply, examining the jarred organs on the shelves.

"So do you...umm.... want to meet anyone?" He asks.

"That would be nice." You reply.

Jack nods. "Ill introduce you to the least aggressive people first." He says.