It was the cold, chilling winter of 1923 in New Orleans. Freezing cold snow fell from the sky as you looked outside from your bedroom window. Kids outside pretended to smoke due to their visible breath in the cold air. Many were having fun, yet you didn't dare to go outside in such cold weather. But eventually, you built up the courage to go outside. Maybe it might actually be fun.

As you walk around, you see a nice ice skating rink. Not many people were on it, so it made it easier for you.

While skating, you accidentally bump into a rather kind looking man. He gets up and holds his hand out to you, a smile on his face, almost a bit creepy.

"You okay, dear?"