*2*
I keep walking, the cold atmosphere- is very very (very) very. I hear a branch snap, I turn around.
*It was shattered like it was nothing*
I start to run....until I fall into the snow. I get up and turn around, "*heh." Sh*t, I start to run, But I'm immediately air-lifted. "*Well well, what do I have here?"
(Its short but I don't have any ideas, comment an idea if you have one.)
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