"Finally! - It's about damn time we arrived." groaned Caz as he stretched out his broad shoulders while he got off the claustrophobic train. "It wasn't that bad. At least there was some nice scenery." They had arrived in Finland, for a winter vacation. They were to spend two months up in the majestic peaks near Lake Inari in a cozy cabin. The two men were accompanied by their comrade Ethane who inherited the cabin from his mother. "Drawing again E? What're you drawing this time?" questioned Sam. "Him," stated E flatly. "E? Who's 'him'?" "I saw him, in the forest... But now I forget." Caz then tuned in, "I'm sure it was nothing. The tramcar was going pretty fast and with the sun setting, there are a lot of shadows. I'm sure it wasn't anything to be concerned about." Ethane figured telling his friends his observations would only make them more uneasy, so he went along with it. Sam then looked back into the tram at the ghastly figure sketched onto the glass window to see that the fogging around the image wasn't dissipating...