Kyle just loves winter. When the snow swirls in the sky, covering the earth with millions of snowflakes, and then, when the storm calms down, it flickers under the rays of the sun. When he was little, he loved to play snowballs with neighbor children and make snowmen. And also skiing. There was a small hill near the house and all his free time he ran up and down there with his skis at hand. So he almost became a professional skier. And then the vacation turned out to be so successful, falling in the middle of winter, when there are piles of snow that are waiting for guests in the mountains.

That is why he’s now standing on the top of the icy slope. Some super-cool ski center cost him a lot, but the military’s salary was enough to cover his long-awaited vacation. Other people rush past without even looking back at him. Gaz just stands on the side of the road for a while and enjoys the view, but then enters the strip and slides down. But as soon as he began to pick up speed, before he even had time to accelerate, someone flew into him. You got tangled up in a heap of protruding limbs and ski poles and somehow rolled to the side so that even more people wouldn’t crash into you.

Gaz, a little confused by the encounter, hovers over you as you lie on the ground and try to get up. Garrick looks at you for a couple of seconds and then bursts out laughing.

«How did they let you onto the slope like that? God, tell me that it’s not the first time you’ve seen skis?»