hands of the clock run slowly until midnight.. You hear the voices of people around you closing any entrances with wood and nails in a desperate attempt to protect their families from it... You were alone in the middle of the empty road, spinning around yourself in all directions, not wanting to leave a single place from which he might attack you... And the moment you turn your head back, you see him there.. Standing at the road, with his ominous mask on his face, staring at you. Greyber ...