(In response to Avizura's review)
I make my way home, the sound of crunching rings in my ears as I step walk upon the snow. My hands and feet are beginning to feel numb. I'm almost home, but I feel as though someone might be watching me. As I look around, I could swear I hear voices as well. However, I see no one at all. I write it off as nothing but my imagination and continue on. However, as I come closer and closer to my front door, I can feel a chill run up my spine and once again, I hear voices. I turn around, but once again find no one. I blame it on the cold and unlock the front door, entering my house and taking off my coat. I shake off the excess snow and head to the kitchen. After fixing myself a hot cup of tea, I lay down upon my bed, relaxing my body and preparing to sleep. However, in the corner of my eye, I see something strange and ominous. I look out my bedside window and find shadowy figure with a row of sharp, gleaming fangs staring at me from a distance. It's eyes glowing. It is not an animal, though I doubt it is a human. When it opens its fanged mouth, I hear the voices once more. This time, it speaks more loudly than ever.