It is the last autumn night. He walked through the woods, placed his hands inside the trouser’s pocket. Shivering. He keeps on thinking why she chose that filthy rich iresponsible overweight italian guy over him. He walks fast until he realize the place is different. He’s now lost. Lost at the dark woods.
Six red foxes circled him; 4 of them is 3x bigger than his dog. The biggest fox jumped over then bit his arm. He tried to fight back when the other fox chomps his neck and blood showered all over the place. He can’t move.
She woke up screaming.
