• The Figure moved angelically through the dark streets. The only sounds in the cold night were the graceful footsteps and the Chilling Wind as it froze those who stood in its way. The figure moved swiftly as he went from place to place not looking ahead or behind but at the windows of the abandoned homes where the Murderous Wind struck not long before. The figure avoided abandoned carts, boxes and other items as if he knew where they were without looking. He’d seen this sad scene many times before as he tracked the Ominous Wind. He turned the corner avoiding the trap that was set. He knew where the Wind was, he’s studied the Winds movements and tactics for a long time. He knew all of the Wind's moves. Or so he thought. The Wind had set up a second trap and by the time he saw the Deadly Mist it was to late. The figure heard Dark Evil laugher as the Coldness swallowed him and he breathed his last breath.