he rubbed his hands together, the numbness starting to set in
the wind ripping at his cheeks and exposed flesh
every step a challenge in itself but he refused to stop
the snow was deeper now, drifting in places up to his waist
he had to circumvent this piles. his body just didn't have the energy to push through
he couldn't see more than a foot in front of his face, the bits of ice and snow stinging his eyes
each step he could feel the coldness, the despair, the hopelessness building inside him
I'm walking in circles, i can't see, i'm going to freeze, i'm going to die out here
he kept pushing, he knew they would do the same for him and he was determined to try
they were so tough, so young and yet they knew things no man could, they had a strength deep inside
as log as they still had each other
if they were separated they would be scared, crying, but together they would be tough, unstoppable
he listened for any noise that would give him a clue to the direction he should travel, any noise
any light, any bit of hope, nothing but white, white walls, white noise, and snow
then, he stopped, something had changed, but what
he breathed deep to steady himself... smoke
he could smell smoke, they were close
he pushed on heading towards the smell