Outside, snow fell apon the city of Hereford, it covered the, streets, cars, rooves and bikes in a thick coat of white snow. Inside an old tree house a lone candle flickered.  Max stood in the corner, flakes of snow started to make their way inside.  The old tree house creaked at every move of Max’s legs, it creaked as if it was talking to him, ‘ No shelter here only disappointment.’ And he was indeed disappointed, he was yet the most wanted person on earth.