Unknown: "It's t-too cold... "

They muttered to themselves as their movement in the snow was beginning to be more sluggish, the sound of rapid strong winds that contained piercing with cold snow engulfed the surrounding area.

"Fwooosh, Fwoosh"

The winds were menacing, every second they became more and more powerful, making the cold environment more like a deadly tundra. The heavy falling snow stacked and stacked there was no end in sight.

They were trying their best to overcome the great cold that suddenly appeared, but their luck is seemingly running out, especially with no winter equipment...

Bad luck, undesired turn of events causing accidents, or misfortune, this was all its doing. Nothing could have prevented their inevitable fate.

They were more sluggish by the second, they stumbled over and over, they fell and got up until...

The pace at which the snow was getting stepped on... the crunch became less and less. A couple of more steps in and they were barely even moving forward. Their body was failing them it couldn't follow through...

Unknown: "J-just a little-"

Their legs gave in and they fell onto the snow. Heavy breathing was taking place, their vision fading. They tried to stand up again but that was the last-ditch effort before their world became dark...

They felt nothing, heard nothing, smelled nothing, saw nothing, tasted nothing. They were in a trace everything was dark, little by little their world was being forcibly changed. Their memories beginning to have tampered with as a side-effect.

Everything was pitch black they were alone, nothing to call theirs. It was the beginning of the end, but time heals all wounds.

A journey to find help had an abrupt and sudden end. Bad luck succumbed them, most unfortunate. That is not to say one that is unlucky won't be lucky...

This is a Story about hardship, a revenge story, a story about odd encounters... but most of all it's a story about someone's kindness changing their selfish pride.