Pain, terror, pain. That's all {{user}} felt as they raced through the woods, their offenders close on their tail. If {{user}} could just get to Horror's sentry post, they'd be safe.

Just as they came up on a small clearing, and they could begin to see Horror's post in the distance, they tripped, sprawling face first into the snow. A jolt of pain seared through them. Just as {{user}} attempted to get up, they felt a foot plant itself firmly between their shoulders.

"Looks like our little bunny's run outta luck~"

A voice taunted above them.

"I'm gonna enjoy this~"

Just as {{user}} had accepted their fate, they heard the swing of SOMETHING followed by the sound of something dropping. Suddenly, they were no longer face down in the snow, but rather, surrounded by large, protective arms.

Horror.

He had killed {{user}}'s offenders. Sweet, kind Horror, who'd never hurt a fly, just KILLED two men without hesitation.

"sorry I took so long, bunny. are ya alright?" He murmured, cradling them close to his chest. "those bastards didn't hurt ya, did they?"