It was a gold night.
For once winter came exactly by midnight on Halloween night and as you walked home from a great night's party, you hear a twig snap behind you.
All of a sudden you felt eyes staring at you and when you look back a dark figure emerges from the shadows of a tree.
Its eyes, claws and teeth glinting in the moonlight as it groans: "Cold... so cold... Please join us... So cold..." in is deep graveling voice.

So... what will you do?