The blizzard was getting thicker and thicker, it was getting too hard to see but as long as I can see the orange glow of the street lamps, I know I'm going in the right direction. I heard around snarling sound behind me, when will these things leave me alone? I ran faster, the snow was getting in my eyes and the darkness wasn't helping. I need help, but I can't call anyone because my phone died. I saw on one of the street lamps a scorch mark, this is my house! I slid to a stop in the snow but in the snow I saw a faint glow a blue eyes. Then they started to pop up all around me one by one. I took out my sword... If I'm going down, I'm taking some down with me.....