A blood knife! A bloody man!

but let everyone calm down, and even the breath was held!

quiet, and that day, that place, that wind, that snow

between heaven and earth, the only one left is the man with the blood knife, with a group of people, step by step, walking forward!

skinhead and brotherhood people don't rush forward any more. Their whole body just shivers and trembles more and more. Especially those who escape from the villa at last are just like the battery powered machines. Every joint is chattering!

they were shaking uncontrollably. They had to shake. Who would not be afraid to see their heads flying in...