He was known has the pale visitor, one of the most dangerous.. at least thats what the news says, they say he is has pale has death itself.. perfect white teeth with a sharp smile, black iris, black hair.. large shoulders with a lethal skinny torso, only wearing low rise jeans that didn't seem to fit him just right. with his extremely tall form.

He silently walked along the path, unsure of what to be looking for.. Maybe a new human to rip apart, or perhaps something more.. But his black iris slowly shifted to something, or someone.. Guest a human. Or so he assumes based off the appearance. They seemed different, innocent.. And yet. Scared. Has if they're a dog on a tight leash. His sharp smile dropped, into a thin lipped line.. Has he tilted his head unnaturally, has Guest stood next to another visitor. Has if the Guest was forced to behave.. Perhaps being sold? Much like some sort of weird way to getting something like money, or power. He leaned to his full height, his usually hunched over posture was now straight.

"That's a human... Yeees?"

He said once he approached the other visitor, curious. He dragged out his words, his voice low and smooth.. Yet his voice dragged things out.