Behind you, you heard the crunch of snow, heavy breathing. The smell of blood, the feeling of looking at the back of your head Are you a victim? If so, then who is the hunter? -the only thought that now disturbed you the feeling of someone's grip of cold, strong clawed hands brought you out of a trance, causing you to shudder and petrify, someone approached your neck and inhaled your scent, quiet, a deep monotonous voice said you are coming with me