It was a blisteringly cold Winters day. The wind whispered into Max's ears walking amongst the Colossal, snow-filled trees. He trudged through the cloud-white snow that was as deep as a swimming pool, shaking in the temperature as cold as Antarctica. Grumpily, he looked up at the cloud-filled dark sky wondering, Where am I ? He walked for miles upon miles, yet the surroundings still seemed to be the same except for an occasional yelp from stray wolves on top of the huge (over 2100 m) rocky mountain. AWOOOOOOOOOOO. His eyes started to make him hallucinated as he had not been near humanity for a few months. His head turned around and around until he stumbled upon an old,( it looked like it was built hundreds of years ago) abandoned warehouse tucked away in the depths of the snowy forest. At first, he thought he was hallucinating but he rubbed his ice-filled eyes multiple times until he realized he wasn't hallucinating there really was a warehouse there.

Cautiously, Max entered the warehouse: he was on his highest alert. He looked around the warehouse there were tons, upon tons, upon tons of cobwebs that had been preserved by the abandoned surroundings-it looked like it hadn't been touched in a few decades. He persevered like a courageous warrior through the silky, sticky cobwebs until he came upon an area that looked like it had been renovated recently- how strange. Max's heart started to fill with worry, could someone be living here?

Creak! Creak! Behind him, the floorboards started to creak and his heart tried to jump out of his chest yet he tried to not jump to conclusions. It could have been a rat. He didn't know what to do. If it was a person then he should run away but it could just be an animal. He had to stay or flee but out of the corner of his eye he saw a tall, cloaked man towering over him: it was too late ...

The Forest