Increasing wind mercilessly pricked face. Weather turned bad before forecasts, it is almost impossible to descend into a blizzard. Cold pulled out of the body not only heat, but also strength and soon eyelids closed by themselves...

Crackle of a fire breaks through the slumber. Overhead, vault of the cave turns black, removed clothes are replaced by bunch of animal fur. Huge guy sitting near the hearth turns around when he hears the fuss.

"You're alive. Goo-d."