The Hermit pulled his collar up and his hat down over his ears. The snow was coming down harder and the tracks were getting harder to see in the dark, but he knew where they were headed. He stopped for a moment and looked back at his cabin, still no police. He disappeared over the ridge, and into the treeline.
A few miles up the road, a group of teens plodded through the fresh snow. One of The Twins teased a younger boy towards the back of the group. “I figured you’d want to stay home and p