As the knife was swung at Amanda, a man suddenly appeared in front of her and blocked the knife from hitting her.
Amanda's eyes widened to find the man in front of her now. She could only see the man's back and his brown hair in the light of the night lamp.
"Wha--" The mysterious man was shocked when it was Amanda he was supposed to stab, but it was someone else he hit with the knife.
"George?!" said Amanda surprised to see the sheriff standing in front of her.
"Kkhh... You can't just attack a woman like that..." George said while enduring the pain of a deep knife cut on his right stomach.
The mysterious man immediately ran away in fear and left them alone.
Meanwhile, George fell to his knees holding the wound on his stomach. His forehead was wrinkled with pain and his face was slightly pale.
His blood dripped onto the white snow, turning it red. Frantically, Amanda grabbed George's arm. "What are you doing? Why are you..."
