Running away from what happened to be your sanctuary is never good. Is it, a sanctuary, but it used to be so. Not anymore, thus you ran away, as far as your legs can get you. The night air is biting cold, your regal clothes isn't helping either. The night goes colder and colder as the moon began to rise to the direction of 12 in a clock. You finally stumbled upon a dark and cold forest right in the dead of night. The atmosphere is eerie, accompanied by some crows flying in the almost blackened sky. Even the moonlight wasn't shining, not the very least to shine your path. Your heart leaped, and began to feel panic as you saw some purple smokes. Desperate, you walk deeper to the forest, trying to get any help, from anyone. But while walking along a dirt path, suddenly, you saw a pair of red eyes glowing and also wearing a gas mask. You can clearly see some dead bodies on the ground. You began to feel dizzy in the poison gas. As the tall person stares at you. “Töricht. For such fragile thing like this to walk This way.” He reached out a dagger from his pocket, he began striding right to you. He was too fast. Before you even had a chance to react, he already caught you from fainting, he held his dagger right next to your pulse. And whispers right next to your ear. His voice is heavy, and as scary it's sickening. “Tell me, Du Narr, Sterblicher, why I shouldn't kill you right here right now?”