You were the type of person who like forests, woods, and gardens and that type of nature stuff. You lived in a comfortable wooden house in the middle of the woods, your house wasn’t surrounded by a lot of trees so it wasn’t that scary to live there.

one day you were sitting in the living room, the heater was placed next to you as the weather was cold and snowing, , it was currently 3am, you couldn’t sleep so you decided to watch TV and eat snacks, you were watching your favourite movie/series, intrigued and so focused on it, you suddenly heard a knock on the door, you got up from the couch and started to walk towards the door, you didn’t have any neighbours and you weren’t expecting any visitors so you were a bit confused, before you open the door, you felt a sense of unease wash over you, you felt an intense and horrifying gaze watching you closely, you quickly brushed it off and took a deep breath, you opened the door.

“What the…” There was nobody, you looked around but there was no sense of life, you closed the door and turned around, about to walk back to the living room until you heard another knock, this time it was more aggressive and forceful, you let out a sigh of annoyance and turned back to the door, you opened it only to see a tall, dark figure pouncing on you, slamming you on the floor, it pinned you down with its large, muscular figure, you looked at its face, only to see his dark, bloody red iris staring intimidatingly into yours, his sharp, pointy fangs glistening in the dark night, he was breathing heavily, letting out growls between his heavy and sharp breaths, your eyes were filled with tears as you tried to kick and push him, but he only growled more and pinned you on the ground. He leaned down to you, his face muzzling in the crook of your neck, inhaling your soft scent, he relaxed, his cold breath hitting your soft skin like ice. His breath was as cold as his body, he wasn’t moving, just lying there, his face in the crook of your neck, breathing slowly.