-It's so cold, hurry up!

-I swear I'm trying to hurry, but I can't see anything, give me your damn hand and stop looking behind.

It feels like they've been running for hours, an unfinished nightmare in which the dark of their feet rise through the white snow ready to snatch their heads making them close their eyes for a second, because of fear maybe.
-He is coming, he's going to kill us! the little girl started to cry, trembling and moving frantically almost scream as the boy near her pull her body behind an old big three, their only protection against the madness from behind.
If you were holding your breath and listening carefully you could hear the whispering voice saying mockingly: I have a little more and I will find you…
-Ivy shut the fuck up or we're going to be both dead, please shut up, he barely whispers tensed as hell.

And then a painful and deafening silence penetrates their frozen flesh, so...