After an arrow was withdrawn from its quiver and lined in its position with the bow, The Hunter got into a steady stance. The unkempt, but skillful man lined up his shot and pulled back the bow. The straggler wandered only a few yards ahead, an easy shot the hunter has made many times.
As the wind slowed, the bowstring was released, slinging the arrow through the air. It's steel tipped head sliced through the air and pierced the target. The decayed man fell, hitting the snow like a sack of potatoes.
This was the hunter's forest and he would never allow the dead take it from him. Not even the world's end would stop The Hunter.
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The Hunter
HorrorA lonely man defends his home against the undead. See how he fights back.
