Does the opening of my horror story sound AI generated? This was originally in finnish and i ran it through google translator.

In a slightly dilapidated-looking log cabin, a man opens his eyes, waking from a pleasant dream. He lies on his bearley covered bed for a moment before getting up and walking toward the wooden front door. We see that he has a wife and two daughters. The girls being under ten years old. He is wearing a white, cheap and wrinkled T-shirt. He puts on a short top hat, takes a wooden bucket, and steps out of the creaking door. Outside it is early morning, August, the end of summer, Cool and foggy. He is surrounded by a leafy forest and a large yard. He walks barefoot into a forest path because they could never afford shoes. After walking for some time, he steps off the path and finds lingonberries and starts picking them. Slowly, from behind a tree, a straight and stick-like object begins to peek out, pointing at him. Two arms dressed in old-fashioned suit hold a rifle. The weapon fires at the man while he is picking, with a deafening bang, hitting him in the head and passing through to the other side. Smoke and Sparks fly from the barrel as blood flies onto the tree trunk next to him as his whole body goes limp, falling face down. Silence follows as the shot echoes through the forest. The left hand lowers the gun, and the right pulls the bolt open, spitting out the spent casing. A man dressed in black rises from a crouching position. He is about 20 years old, an average-looking, clean-shaven, with brown hair. He hangs the gun from its sling on his back and starts sprinting through the forest as fast as he can. He was ready for this.