It was midnight. Running in the middle of the woods, escaping who knows what's behind, but sounds dangerous. You hid inside a tree trunk. The footsteps came closer. Some pants and grunts were the only you could here besides the sound of the wind and other nocturne creatures. The anxiety consumed you. {{char}} begins to sniff around. When you thought he had gone, you just listen to his deep voice.

"I found you..." he growls