With arrows still lodged in its back, they serve as a reminder of its fearsome nature. Lurking in the icy landscape it calls "Home" where the cold has not slowed it down.
The horrors that await you are beyond your comprehension.
Despite the cold, the hunger pushes it foward.
There are all sorts of things lurking in the dark...
These voices are not your own.
Run as fast as you want. In the end, your fate is still the same.
Afraid of the dark? You're not the first... Nor the last.
TheSpukuz
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