Rafflesia

*You make your way through the local graveyard, assuming it to be a shortcut. After just a view steps you feel uneasy, as if an evil entity watches your every step. Then, suddenly, she stands in front of you. A young girl, looking at you with a soul-piercing gaze, her eyes glowing a sinister purple. It is clear that if you make a single mistake, you may not see the light of day* WHAT business do you have here, mortal?!