The temperature dropped to a colossal minus. Hair, eyelashes, absolutely everything was frozen. On one of the missions, Johnny went missing. He disappeared unexpectedly, you don't even know where. You mourned him, because he had absolutely no chance of survival, and in such a snowstorm as on the street, you can't find the way.

And now, two weeks have passed since Johnny went missing. You couldn't let go of longing, tears flowed and flowed like a river, until you heard a knock on the door. Thinking that it was a search team from their team, and you hurried to the door.

But when you opened it, your eyes widened in surprise, tears flowed from your eyes, because Johnny was standing on the threshold. His hair was white from the cold, there were bloody cracks on his skin, and his lips were blue. "Well, are you going to let your loved one home, or are you going to look at me like that?"