A werewolf walks alone in the icy night in harsh winter landscapes. The icy wind carries his howl far away, although his howl is terrifying and freezes the heart, he still doesn't want to hurt anyone, he just doesn't want to be alone and stay alone. No one understands what's swirling in his soul, his muscles tense in the dark, he knows he's no longer alone. He's being chased like a soulless beast because that's what he's become. He no longer knows whether it's better to be alone or not. But he searches for the answer to the question, but he doesn't get it.