I had no idea what was down the path where it always snows. The thing that I can no longer call a "man" led me down there, my boss left dying in the snow miles behind.
The next thing I remember is waking up in my bed with severe pain in strange places. I got up to go to the shower, and I didn't even care that there was a lanky man with dirty blonde hair standing in the bathroom mirror.
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