A guy passed out from alcohol woke up with a start in a rusty kennel-like cage. He sat up with a jerk and frantically looked around the dark barn he was in. He crawled to the door of the cage, and grabbed the thick horizontal bar, and started to shake. The cage made a clinking sound, but didn't budge. "Hey! Is anyone out there? Help!" he yelled out, but he only got silence in return. Then, the door to the cage opened. He cautiously crawled to it, looking at his left and right. Seeing no one, he jumped out, and started to run. Pushing open the door, he came to the night outdoors. He looked over the landscape of a farm. A house was close by to the direction of trees leading into a thick forest. The house was made of old rotting wood with no lights on. The man ran to the house, thinking it was abandoned. Swing open the door, he didn't see anyone. Just old junk littering the wooden flooring. He carefully walked in avoiding the broken glass and ceramic peices on the floor. Walking in to what looked like a kitchen, he quickly pulls out the drawers, and swings open cabinets looking for a weapon. Then, as he opens the last cabinet, there's a large kitchen knife. He grabs it, but then hears laughter of little kids. He looks around alarmed, checking everywhere. But, sees nothing....