Our eyes glow with shock when the shady faces of terror watch our bodies while the leave the place of evil. Once outside the cold snowy street of terror we are once again spotted by the werewolves from hell in their speeding car of horrors. We then fast track down a long bank of torture towards a large supermarket in the distance. The werewolves race their car after our shocked bodies with red eyes of horror burning rubber in the cold thick snow of evil. After a few minutes we finally reach the supermarket from hell noticing the grey glass door swinging open for our entry. I then hold a tired luitanet megs while we slowly walk through the hallway of entry.
