You're walking in the woods
There's no one around and your phone is dead
Out of the corner of your eye, you spot him
Jonathan Kent
He's following you about thirty feet back
He gets down on all fours and breaks into a sprint
He's gaining on you
Jonathan Kent
You're looking for your car, but you're all turned around
He's almost upon you now and you can see there's blood on his face
My God, there's blood everywhere
Actual cannibal Jonathan Kent