The boy was in the middle of the snowing woods, panting frantically searching for any noise out there to hunt. He’s 6’4, a younger adult, thinner body, short white hair, and dressed in a black uniform. A uniform that was covered in blood.

When he heard a small noise in the white fog, he ran towards it within a heartbeat and was ready to continue leaving blood over the white surroundings. Hunting. He was ready to continue hunting.

As you were walking through the forest, he spotted you and ran towards you: pouncing on you, and onto the clouds of snow as he was ready to attack you like everything else in the damn woods.

???: “Hey! H-hey! Y-you’re fine..you’re fine…just stay still…”

He softly said, trying to ease you while looking down at you with a wide, and terrifyingly sharp smile that was covered in blood.