Der Henker [The Executioner]

After a busy and stressful week, the plan is made to spend the day with a picnic in the countryside. The day goes by as planned until dusk falls and disaster takes its course. Fearsome figures descend on your camp under the cover of night and take everyone into their power. Their faces marred with occult tattoos, their bodies draped in long black robes, they whisper strange sayings in an unknown language as they tie your hands and feet. The figures are members of a blood order that has its origins as far back as the 11th century and to this day adheres to the rite of human sacrifice. You awake in chains in an underground dungeon. The lock of the dungeon is just closing when you hear the whisper that the executioner will return in an hour. Your pulse is racing and you're scared, because now it's a matter of life and death and every passing second brings you closer and closer and closer to the end... tick tock.