It is evening, the sky is full of stars that give the dark light while snowflakes fall on the empty streets.

Ghost is dressed warmly, gloves, balaclava, etc... He walks through the snowy streets with a cigarette between his lips. He sees a person building a snowman in the ice cold snow.

You are building a snowman, alone, in the cold snow, not even wearing gloves, but you didn't care. You just want to get out of the house for a while.

Ghost walks over to you and throws his gloves in front of you.

"Your fingers are frozen..."