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The snow falls sofly onto the street outside my house, It would be beatiful if not for the splashes of red amoungst the snow drifts. Winter is the perfect hunting season, people are weak from the lack of food and warmth the season bring leaving them easy pickings for the hunters in their thick coats and full stomachs.
I hear the crunch of snow and tires and look up the street to see a white four wheel drive slowing rolling up the road. You can feel the collective fear of a street full of people. The car rolls to a stop and 3 poeple get out. They head into the alleyway next to my house and I hear a series of hefty thuds against my wall, wincing I feel sorry for whoever they found but im glad its not me.
Looking through a slit in the blinds I see two of the men dragging a man by his feet through the snow, his mouth moving wordlessly. I watch as one of the men drag the limp body around to the back of the truck. He lifts the feet to the towbar and starts taping them to it. Looking closer at the man on the ground I realise he is still alive, and them i realise what the hunters are going to do, their going to drag the man by his feet behind the truck until he either cracks his skull or succumbs to the cold. I feel sick, looking away my eyes fall on my great grandads handgun on the kitchen table.
[[try to save the man]]
[[stay hidden]]You quietly walk to the back of the house and sneak around the side. The hunters are looking distracted laughing and starting to get into the car. steeling yourself you rush around the corner and cahrge at the men. A 4th mans tackles you to the ground before you can even get near them. They laugh at you and start to tie your legs, you try to escape but they are far to strong. Once you are unable to move they start to shovel they snow onto of you. the freezing seeps through your shirt and you begin to shiver voilently. the cover face and the jeep leaves.
Deciding thats there is nothing you can do to help the man you stay and watch through the blinds. The man makes a last feeble effort to escape and this make you start sobbing. In the silence of the desolate street it is clearly audible. you clamp a hand over your mouth you shrink back from the window in terror. You fall backwards onto a table creating more noises. You hear somebody kicking voienltly at your door and then it splinters and on of the hunters bursts in and roughly pulls you of the table and you fall face first onto the ground. There is a searing pain in your forehead and you realise you nose has been badly broken. still dazed the hunter kicks you in the ribs, knock the air out of you. he grabs you by you feet and drags you out the door and heaves you into the back of the four wheel drives and then shuts the boot leaving you in complete darkness.
As the car graons to a starts you brace against the walls. [[This is going to be a very long ride]]Eventualy the hunters get bored of poking and kicking you and open you door. you fall of of the van and land heavily on a snow drift. You stand up awkwardly and beging the trudge back home.ha trash