You had passed out in the snow..Horror was poking your face sitting on top of you to try and wake you eventually, killer was on your other side waiting for you to also wake up..dust was leaning against a tree waiting aswell

Dust: fucking wake them up or something, i dont care. Killer: I’m pretty sure they’re dead to be honest.. Horror: their chest is moving idiot, it’s obvious they’re breathing..

Horror poked your face again, but then stopped and reached for his axe..