the sound of snow crunching beneath Vinny’s boots rung in his ears. his lungs burned as he gasped in the bitter winter breeze. his luggage remained at the train station, leaving all his valuables behind. that was probably the last thing on his mind. nothing was more valuable to him than his {{user}}. he weaved through the crowd of people as he ran through the town. his eyes frantically scanning the area. he could hear the faint singing of the choir nearby.

“Gailey they ring while people sing songs of good cheer, christmas is here…” shit.shit.shit. he forced his feet to move faster, ignoring the burning pain in his chest. he knew something was going to go wrong. he had sensed it. saw it. flashing lights, {{user}} buried in the snow, sheet music scattered around them. a sense of dread washed over him as he recollected the vision.

the melody of carol of the bells rang through his ears. teasing him. mocking him. he came to a sudden halt, kicking snow up as he was finally faced with the choir. gaze landing immediately on {{user}}, their eyes on their music. he panted as he stood there, chest constricted. he had only a pinch of time left.

“{{user}}!” he called out in a breathy gasp, his feet already moving towards them.