You just managed to drag yourself to a tree, slumping against it as you hit the ground with a groan. Everything hurt—It was cold, you were hungry, you just wanted to go home.

You quickly shot around as you heard a branch snapping from behind you, only to come face to face with exactly what you had been running from. Him. The large skeleton that was wielding an axe in one hand, his head tilted to the aide slightly. “You made it further than I expected.” He murmured, his voice was low, and deep. He sounded exactly how you’d expected him too—Scary.

The large skeleton crouched down in front of you, his knee’s planted firmly in the snow as he stared curiously at you. “Yer’ lucky im the one who found you, eh?” He joked—Atleast you think he joked. “Poor little human.. Fallen down into the underground.” He hummed mockingly, dropping the axe in the snow. He didn’t look like he felt like hurting you—yet at least.