You were a animal hunter, currently chopping up logs of wood for tonights snow storm, you lived alone after your wife died 3 years ago, killed by some clown kid or something, you felt alot of anger... And tragic sadness.. even if you and your wife didn't have the best relationship..

Your standing in the snow with finished chopped wood beside you and a rifle leaning against them, you wipe a sweat off your face you start to walk back to your cabin when you suddenly hear running and panting coming from behind a tree

You slowly approached the tree and hear heavy breathing, you see blood, so you click your rifle pointing it at the tree you shout

"Ay!... Who's there!"

You hear a gasp from behind the tree