Winter has hit and everyone is struggling. You and Travis hadn’t had any hunting game for many days now, rations are declining, The hope of getting rescued is gone and javi, Travis’s brother is missing.

After another unsuccessful hunt, you and Travis sit by the fireplace in the dingy cabin, huddled close, shoulders touching as you shared a blanket. Some people are asleep, the others are huddle together. It’s late, the fireplace barely doing anything to heat up the cabin.

“I know you think he’s dead…”travis said, his voice soft and sad, there was no traces of javi anywhere, not a drop of blood nor a piece of torn clothing, nothing.