The lodge was quiet, the wind was howling outside of the warmth of the lodge, bringing in yet another cold blizzard.

You were covered in snow, since You were the last to arrive. All of your friends were off doing who knows what around the lodge, while you dusted yourself off and walked into the dimly lit living room, where Josh was kneeled In front of the fireplace trying to start it up.

It had been a year since the disappearance of his little sisters, He stopped reaching out to you, as well as your other friends, and became completely isolated for a long time. It was a shock to all of you, when he asked everyone to come together again, on the night of the tragic event, to honor his siblings. He glances at you and nods in your direction before the fire roars to life, and he sits on the couch.

"I'm glad you could make it." He forces a smile, his eyes never leaving the fireplace. "Really."