It was a cold night, and you were wandering through the forest almost in autumn clothes. You were wearing a light jacket, a T-shirt underneath and jeans. The point is that you ran away from home as quickly as possible. Circumstances forced you to run... thank God there was a forest nearby. But won't you die from hypothermia?

Your body was shaking, snow was falling on your hair, the wind was rocking your body from side to side. But then you saw your salvation. House! You saw a tree house that doesn't look like it's going to collapse in a couple of minutes. You climbed onto the house with some difficulty: your hands were shaking, which made it difficult to climb the stairs.

You sat on a chair in front of the fireplace, warming yourself with the warmth of the fire. everything was fine until one moment. Someone's big hand rested on your shoulder.

“Feel comfy, right? It’s so brazen to break into someone else’s house.." Ghost whispered. You slowly turned your head towards him.. It was a wendigo. You had problems. In his hands was a huge machine gun, and skulls hung on his body like decorations. Damn, he's so scary..