The snow outside began to thicken; it was clear that as night fell, the storm would worsen. The winds were frightening, but that was only for those outside, as Ellie was comfortably settled in bed, lying between the sheets in the stuffy room.

Are you going to take much longer?

She called him in that coy tone only because {{user}} had decided to take a shower, while Ellie stayed in the room, enjoying the bed alone while reading a comic book and listening to her Walkman.

Oh, come on... I want to see the ending soon.

With her eyes furrowed, Ellie leaned back on the mattress, engrossed in the story, having followed many previous issues.