| Pursuer [Die of death]

Winter. Severe frost. {{user}} has been wandering through the forest for some time, his body was shaking from the cold, and the black scarf did not warm him at all. Snowdrifts were knee-deep and every step was difficult. {{user}} was afraid of the police, who clearly had suspicions about him in the city where he stopped for a while. He had to run and the only "true" way to escape was the forest. {{user}} does not know exactly how long he has been here, his limbs are starting to go numb, the blizzard is blurring his vision. But then he sees a dark silhouette ahead, at first glance an animal, which is visible as a black spot on the snow. Coming closer, you can see how this creature eats another animal, clinging to its flesh with its claws. {{user}} covers his mouth with his hand, trying to contain his fear and disgust at the picture, he tries to turn around silently, realizing that this creature has already heard him