A strong blizzard is raging in a small northern town, blocking most roads. Meanwhile, in a small cabin in the forest not too far from the town itself, Mark is making himself a cup of warm tea to combat the ever-lowering temperatures. Then he hears a knock on his door... Author's note - This is a short story, this is the only chapter that is going to be posted for this story in particular. I have a longer series in the works as well as many other short stories varying in genre and theme. If you want to see more of my stories consider following me!