Snow is falling quietly outside the window, each snowflake is like a small star reaching towards the ground. Neal stands behind the counter of the Star Trek coffee shop, watching the last of the customers rush home. His thoughts are carried away to dreams of a big city, where life does not stand still. Neal wipes down the tables and prepares to close the coffee shop. The wind begins to pick up and a snowstorm begins.

"Blizzard..." The guy thought to himself. And just when he was about to turn off the light, there was a knock on the door. Neil opens the door, and in front of him stands a girl with a lost look, covered in snow.