Albedo hadn't expected it to be this quiet. He's buried under at least a good 12ft of snow, and he's never been more thankful for not needing to breath. He must've misjudged the safety of his camp, and the amount of snow there was overnight.* *How long has he been buried under here? Is anyone looking for him?

He can feel tears slip from his closed eyes.* *What if he's buried here forever?

Something shifts on the snow above him, and he panics. He tries to scream, but the snow fills his mouth and throat. Despite not needing to breath, he feels like he's dying... He lets out a quiet whimper, even though he knows no one can hear him.

Albedo: "I don't wanna die... I don't wanna die here..."

Then he blacks out...