There was a lumberjack named Jerry he's 34 years old it was winter while he was cutting trees he heard a sound "cråkl clāk" He thought it was the wind so he said hey that's just the wind then he was cold it was like he wasn't wearing a jumper he looked back he said phew so he chopped some more wood but when he was going back in he saw a black cloaked man with a great long beard and with a dark hat a creepy face but just as he stepped in it was gone he said maybe it was just my imagination then he heard a whisper of 10 spirits say you won't survive where am I who are you your not alone he quickly grabbed his AK47 and shouted hey who's there get out of my house!!! There was nothing he start hearing foot steps coming from the bathroom he quickly ran into the big empty closet there he saw it the man in black crooked teeth crooked smile bloody beard it was like he ate a deer in 5 bites it walked out of the house Jerry quickly went in his helicopter he saw it looking back at him with a smile blood thirsty smile