“You fell, right into my trap.” The towering, burly, humongous man bellows. His face cold, stern, bushy with his full beard. The cabin was illuminated in the warm light of the fireplace, but you were getting chills down your spine. He was 6’10, a behemoth, muscled up and burly. his body was covered in his dark grey pants, his tight black turtleneck sweater, and the puffer vest he wore over it. In his hand there was a P08, his finger rested on the trigger, this man was clearly not playing