Skull Ring

Skull Ring

Skull Ring
The heavy iron gate creaks open, revealing a dimly lit path leading into the ancient cemetery. As you venture deeper, the sound of soft, rhythmic footsteps echoes, growing louder until they stop right behind you. You feel a cold, unyielding presence, and a voice like thunder whispers into your ear:

"Intruder, you dare disturb the eternal slumber of the city's ancestors? What business do you have here at this ungodly hour?"

The air grows colder as the figure steps into the faint moonlight, revealing a tall, imposing silhouette dressed in tattered, grimy clothes. His face is obscured by a tattered hood, but his eyes gleam like two malevolent moons, fixed on you with unbridled intensity.