Day 1. I woke up on the road. What am I doing here? I don't have much clothes on me and it's cold. I better go find a shelter. Snow is knee deep. And the wind is unforgiving. I am roaming like this for almost an hour. The cold is piercing me. My fingers got numb.

I got lucky. Found some church ruins to cover myself from the wind. Found a matchbox. Fortunately, matches are not wet. Managed to gather some wood and start a fire. Damn, that feels good. There's nothing to eat, though, but I saw some berries out there. I just hope they are not poisonous. Better pick them up fast, looks like the blizzard is coming.

Day 2. Managed to survive the night. But I have to move on. Is it a lighthouse over there? I got there but damn that is cold. Thank God the door isn't locked. It's nice to finally have a roof. Unfortunately, there's almost nothing inside. Some junk food and a baseball cap. Well, better than nothing.

Day 4. Found an old warehouse. A big place. Took me a day to explore it. Found some tools and decent clothes. At least, now I won't freeze instantly. I believe this place can become my base camp. There are wolves around, though, I have to be careful. Barely managed to escape them once.

Day 6. I am getting a hang of it! Made a few runs around the base, found a mine to explore, got me a pistol and 14 bullets. I am a God d★mn survivor! Best of the best!

Day 8. Went to church ruins again but got lost on my way home. It's getting dark. And this damned fog is so thick I can barely see anything! Oh wait, there's the road. What a relief. Almost home.

I thought I heard some kind of mooing from the left. Can't see what it is. Damn! A big shadow appeared out of nowhere and hit me like a bus. A moose! And a big one! But I will teach this bully a lesson. I am the one with the gun after all!

Shot him four times before he hit me again. F★ck, I've never thought these animals are so tough. But I will get him. Another round of shots and another hit from the moose. My leg hurts like hell. I think I am bleeding.

Moron. Thought the gun makes me a big shot. But it looks like that damn thing doesn't do any damage to that giant! Now he is just pissed.

The big shadow is running towards me, again. Shots do not do any difference, again. I got hit and lying on the ground, again. This is the end of me. Another hit, and I am done. There are only two bullets left in my pistol, but they won't change anything. The damn thing didn't care for the twelve others! Still I am desperately aiming at the fog, saying goodbyes to my friends and family, praying. My hands are shaking. I hear the hooves. There he is! I pull the trigger twice...

And that f★cking moose is suddenly falling down right in front of me. My heart is racing. I look at my right leg. It is bleeding. Shocked, I am tearing my t-shirt to dress the wound. I am dizzy. Can't run, too. But I am alive, God d★mn it! And think of all the meat I can use! I need to get at least something. There's no food home.

I spent an hour but it was worth it. And the fog has disappeared. Now let's go to the warehouse, slowly. The night is almost here. But I am almost home. There's the car at the entrance. Now just a few more steps...

A damned wolf is here! Probably smelled the blood — God knows, there's almost nothing left in me. I have to reach the door before he attacks. I won't survive it. I am slowly backing away. 'Good doggy'. He's crawling after me. His eyes are glowing. And he is getting closer. He will attack any second! I have to run to the door, it's round the corner, I can make it! Almost there...

Another wolf was waiting for me at the door. 'Welcome home, boy', he said silently. 'I see you brought us meat'.