Your hands feel like their about to fall off.. It's so fucking cold you can't feel your fingers... Austins hands grip yours, his body hanging off the giant 200 foot ice cliff.. The wendigo that had chased you both fell in when the ice cracked... Now he's about to fall and you can hardly pull him up

The wind blows snow into your face... The ice cliff is deep and open, Austins face is flushed and his eyes are wide... It's so cold he feels like the cold is stabbing him everywhere.. He looks at you dead in the eyes

"You're joking with me.. Please don't tell me you can't pull me up... "

He feels back stabbed for whatever reason... It's not like it's your fault, he begs with an angry tone

"You need to pull me up! Please!!... We're friends right? "