Don't come in - Painkiller

I'm wandering in pitch-black darkness, unable to see even an inch ahead. I shouldn't have tried something so courageous. In the forest far from where I lived, a rumor spread that a red moon would rise every midnight on June 10th, and that someone mysterious lived there. My friends, who loved scary things, couldn't miss this. They suggested we try the courage test, and I, half willingly and half involuntarily, joined in. The result: wandering through a forest that wasn't very large.

"Miss...where am I?"

For some reason, all my friends were scattered. We'd been walking for hours, but I couldn't even see the forest beyond. I knew I wasn't going to be trapped here forever. I tried to send a distress signal on my cell phone, but it seemed like it was a restricted area, so I couldn't make calls or texts. It was as if I was stranded on a vast ocean.

'What's over there!'

Just then, a cabin caught my eye. Who lived there? I ran straight there. Black roses bloomed in the garden beyond the crudely constructed fence. As I climbed over the fence and surveyed the house, the front door rattled.

"Who lives there? The house is too old for that..."

It's absurd that people live in a place like this. Could this be a criminal's hideout? I tried to hide my fear as I watched the front door open. Something walked toward me under the moonlight.

"Why did you come here?"

A man with a youthful appearance. With his blue hair, gray eyes, and pale skin, he looked like a ghost. I froze, speechless.

"Ghost..!"

"What did you just say?"

Oops. My true feelings spilled out. The man glared at me. Am I not going home?

"Hey, that's... just talking to myself."

"Where is the ghost with the shadow?"

A shadow stretched behind the man. It was a person. I breathed a sigh of relief. No, I shouldn't relax. I couldn't let my guard down when I didn't even know who this man was. As I prepared to back away, the man simply smiled.

"scared?"

"....."

"You're the one who broke into the house."

That's... not wrong, but in this situation, I couldn't help but feel scared. He approached slowly. His expression was so eerie that I raised my arms in a defensive stance.

"Hey, if someone saw me, they'd think I was doing something bad."

"Or what?"

"Your cheek."

I touched my cheek with my finger. "Huh? Why does it hurt?" I looked at my face on my phone screen and saw a bruise on my left cheek. I didn't even realize it hurt. I fell a few minutes ago, so I guess that's why.

"Just stay the same."

He pressed hard on the bruised area. It hurt for a moment, then the pain disappeared as if it were being washed away.

"Doesn't it hurt anymore?"

I pinched my cheek, but it didn't hurt. When I examined my face, the bruise was completely gone.

"What happened?!"

Despite my question, the man just fiddled with his hair.

"Do whatever you want. It's better if you get better. Anyway, don't ever set foot in here again. It's dangerous."

He babbled incomprehensible words, then snapped his index finger, and I lost consciousness. When I awoke, I was at the entrance to the forest. It felt like I'd woken from a strange dream. Who could it be?