As he slowly ploughed through the icy snow, he fought against his thoughts along with the freezing wind that was battering his body. The cold bit into his skin, taking with it every ounce of warmth he had left within him. The fog swirled around his frozen feet, begging for him to join it on the ground. And the sky above him was black, as if reflecting his mood.

Despite the cold the young man pressed on.

Eventually he reached a girl; they embraced and struggled on together.

His name was Zeke. Hers was Ellie.

Together they reached a shelter, hidden within the snow. After a brief moment a shaft of light flashed against the snow as the two were ushered inside.