Matt is walking home in the early hours and cuts through areas by taking the quieter scenic route. But whist kicking stones and whistling to himself, his whistles carry an eerie breath amongst the gentle breeze...
We've all had that fear of walking on your own and feel like something murderous is stalking you haven't we... well, Matt actually is. He turns around to find a Licker cautiously moving towards him, and as he gasps in fright the monster pinpoints his exact location and moves in for the kill.... or is he?
As he tries to escape, he finds a second Licker approaching and soon, the monsters pounce, knocking him off balance instantly. As he's stripped down, Matt is forced to make a decision, be killed or let the Lickers enjoy him... What's a tight muscled hunk to do?