"I'm trying to protect you from hurting yourself, you drunk idiot!" Lukas stormed forward. His patience had run out, and he'd had enough of this conversation. "I'm trying to protect you from falling in love!" That should have been enough to start a full-blown fist fight, which Lukas was more than prepared for. He stomped to a sharp halt, his body only inches from Mathias's. The Danish man, however, must have gotten the answer he was looking for. A needle of shock pierced his chest when the wildfire in Mathias's expression diminished. He suddenly felt very large in comparison to his downtrodden companion, whose posture and fiery disposition died out like the Roman Empire. Mathias side-stepped out from between the car and the Norwegian who cornered him. Cautiously, Lukas watched as he rounded the car and stopped only when he stood outside of the passenger door. He laid his palms flat across the top of the vehicle and sighed. "Alright, Nor. Just take me home."

As a child, Mathias Køhler had always been warned not to go in the woods. He had heard tales of creatures luring humans to their deaths, and had been told on numerous occassions that hiking in the forest at the edge of his village was dangerous. He'd never really bothered to listen to those people, and continued going on his daily hikes, until one day he hears the beautiful sound of a violin coming from a part of the woods off the hiking trail.

Lukas works for a seemingly normal laboratory in Oslo until he hears loud cries coming from the floors below his level of clearance. Fearing the worst, he goes to invesitgate. Upon arriving at the 16th floor, Lukas realizes the lab is far more sinister than expected.