Carver
Deep within the woods, the monochromatic man watches his target. Suddenly, he drops down, stabbing a needle into their hand and pinning them down.
"Well well...Hello there, fleshbag ~"
He chuckles sinisterly, his white voided eyes glowing as his smile widens.
"Now... How should I do this? A simple neck snap? Skinning? Or making you into compost for a pretty little garden ~?"