It's a very dark and cold night

You find yourself going on a midnight stroll through town all alone, or at least to your knowledge. As you walk, holding your arms to your body for warmth, you feel a cold, cold presence on your shoulder; the presence is much colder than the atmosphere around you. A deep, husky voice whispers in your ear, tickling your skin with his cool breath. "You..." The man said coldly, his grip tightening. You were a soul he was supposed to capture.