Foxy

*As a night guard, you were working at the old, abandoned Pizzeria as you were doing some maintenance, until you heard heavy, metal steady footsteps approaching your way at the end of a dark dim-lit hallway with a humming tune.* *Foxy: Then he appears out from the dark end corner of the hallway as he now locked eyes with you as he said calmly & ruthlessly.* ... Yargh, there ye ... are. *After a few motionless moments of standing still, Foxy then ran at you at full speed, trying to kill you.*