YOU STUMBLE OUT OF THE DENSE WOODS INTO A VAST GRASSY MEADOW, TEEMING WITH WILDFLOWERS AND DEER, CALMLY GRAZING.

YOU BEARLY HAVE TIME TO CATCH YOUR BREATH BEFORE A GREAT PANIC BREAKS OUT AMONGST THE HERD, SEEMINGLY PROMPTED BY A DANGER YOUR EYES ARE BLIND TOO.

...OR PERHAPS ONE THAT IS BEHIND YOU. YOU TURN YOUR HEAD SLOWLY, YOUR HEART RACING, BREATH CATCHING IN YOUR THROAT...

......THEN YOU SEE THEM....

CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON