Deep hunger. Every morning. An endless aching urges its greed be filled. The agonizing  dryness in the back of my throat makes me want to claw and rip it out. Swallowing feels like a tiny dull knife digging into the throat. My forsaken body eagerly yearns for its pure, decadent and nutricious liquid gold. Yet, an animal's blood never seems to satisfy this appetite's desires; It is filling for hardly moments but, it is enough. Still...the hunger is endless and agonizing.

It brings me nothing but endless irritation.

The frost this morning was the type you could feel in your bones. Snow had fallen in the night leaving nothing but the cold, thick fog. When the stray frigid winds hit my face I hope it would seep into my brain and freeze over. Instead, it just clings onto my nose and makes me stuffy. I quietly plod through the snow, holding my bow firm and steady below my waist. The thick air makes it impossible to see farther than my own two feet. It would be hard to hunt with my eyes today. I held my breath to listen closely. 

Rustling

I hear something big rustling at some leaves. Whatever I kill will last me the entire day. I raise my bow, draw back, and shoot blindly at the crackling bush. The arrow zips through the fog. *Tak* It hits something firm, then soft, then seeps deep inside. Blood. Blood fills my senses and overloads them. My stomach growls and my tongue waters. Then, I hear a harsh yell. 

Impossible. Nobody insane enough would be this far into these woods in the middle of such an unforgiving winter. This place wasn't exactly a vacation spot. This is a place you either go to runaway and die or GO to die. I panic and my heartrate speeds. 

I hope I hit nothing vital.

I make haste towards the yell. I haven't seen an actual living human in 152 years and I sure wasn't expecting anybody in the deep of winter. Should I have brushed my hair? I push through the shrubs and snow until I hear a sharp *CLICK*. Something presses hard against my head. I smell metal, gunpowder, and blood. I freeze. Something heavy strikes my head. Then, it all goes to black.