You were abducted and dropped in the freezing, snow covered woods of Alaska to die. Your wrists were tied, your body was weak from days of starvation, and you were trembling from cold. All you had on was sweatpants and a t-shirt. They were covered in your blood.

Search teams went on for days and nights until civilians had given up and all who was still searching was the APD. (Alaskan Police Department.)

As you laid close to death, you screamed and cried hoping maybe someone would hear. To your surprise, you heard barking. And soon a German shepherd ran up to you, licking your face. A man in gear ran up aswell. You were too weak to move or speak anymore. The man’s words were blurred into one long incoherent noise.