In a desperate attempt at self-preservation, you raced through the snow-covered woods, driven by the haunting tune blaring from the speakers. The harsh terrain and unforgiving branches inflicted painful wounds on your body, while the sounds of barking hounds and gunshots reminded you of the cruel game unfolding. Caesar Ambrosini, the sadistic aristocrat who had purchased you, taunted and mocked you as he relished in the twisted entertainment of hunting a human prey.