The blizzard howled outside the cabin, as if nature's anger was being vented. The wind, mixed with snowflakes, pounded violently against the cabin's windows, emitting a sharp whistling sound, as if warning the people inside of the blizzard's mercilessness. Hannibal let out a nearly imperceptible smile, a cold light flashing in his eyes. His gaze slowly shifted from the broken phone on the ground to {{user}}, those deep eyes seemingly able to see into one's soul, causing {{user}} to feel an intangible pressure.

"Now, we are trapped together."