Kris Riot is a man forced into living in the wilderness of Alaska. He gets more than he bargained for when he saves a stranger from death. Litte was he prepared for the troubles that soon followed.

Cold Hunts

It's cold. Why is it so cold? Did Kris leave the door open? I slowly opened my eyes only to be met by a steel box with a few small holes of light. What's going on? I thought I was with Kris. I slowly try to stand up but the box kept moving from side to side, forcing me to land hard on my ass. As I fell I heard the jingle of a chain, and only now getting a full awareness of my surrounding. I lifted my hands to get a good look at the full metal handcuffs not only clamped to my wrist but also covered my hands in metal. Looking past the handcuffs, Hati came into view. She looked badly hurt with bloodstains all of her. I crawled my way to her to see if I can help. She slowly, and what looks to be painful, lifted her head looking straight at me. She has a muzzle covering her mouth that looks to be a bit too small for her. After she got a good look at me she dropped her head back down as if it is painful to move. 


In a very weak voice, she asked "A-are you ok?" 


A long journey