It was a cold winter evening in the calm town known as Derry. There was a thin layer of snow on the ground and the sky was clouded.

You were calmly sitting near the river as you watched the white trenes surrounding you, or that was until you suddenly heard the sound of something splashing around in the river only yo find yourself staring in shock as you saw a completly wet Patrick trying to make his way out of the nearly frozen river after probable falling in.