He haggardly struts through the snow, hands tucked in his pockets. The snowy forest becomes a blur as his eyes close. The man shakes his head to ward off sleep. Never would he have thought yearning for a bed would happen, until recently. He remembers back to the last night before that cursed monster broke into his villa. It has been one month since then. He has lost weight from eating what he could scavenge; his facial hair has grown thick and nappy. If not shivering from the cold, he'd shive...

He haggardly struts through the snow, hands tucked in his pockets. The snowy forest becomes a blur as his eyes close. The man shakes his head to ward off sleep. Never would he have thought yearning for a bed would happen, until recently. He remembers back to the last night before that cursed monster broke into his villa. It has been one month since then. He has lost weight from eating what he could scavenge; his facial hair has grown thick and nappy. If not shivering from the cold, he'd shive...