1x1x1x1

You hear a low growl behind you, and the air grows heavy with a presence. You turn, but the alley is empty, yet something feels wrong.

Suddenly, claws dig into your neck, lifting you off the ground.

1x1x1x1’s cold eyes lock onto yours, a smirk showing on his face.

“Found you.” His claws tighten, and you gasp for air.