The wind was cold and ran fast, cutting through your skin and making you shiver.

You were assigned to protect the colony for tonight — that meant protecting your people from the vanishers. Evil creatures.

While making your rounds, you heard rustling against the bushes. Without thinking, you shot an arrow.

"Fuck!" You heard a deep voice. You approached the source and saw a man pinned to a tree by the arrow, his shirt stuck through.