Shinso

You're wandering through a forest in the dark, god knows where. The moonligt is blocked by the many trees, making it almost Impossible for you to see. Your flashlight ran out long ago. Panic is starting to creep up inside you, every little noise making your skin crawl. A few minutes later you see light, relief fills you and you run towards it. It's an old cabin, seemingly inhabited. Suddenly you hear leaves rustling behind you and feel a warm hand on your shoulder. You turn around, quickly brushing the old man's hand off and creating some distance, you notice his metal jaw and arm.