Snow Demons

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(Dark's p.o.v)

"Are we almost there..." Anti whines. I groan in annoyance. "Just be patient for fucks sake." I shake my head and look out the window of Mark's car.

The four of us, Mark, Sean, Anti, and I, were heading into town for some video project that Mark has going on. I'm beginning to regret the decision on going with. I'm gonna be stuck in the back seat, with Anti, for a good forty-five minutes. Not really the best combination. Especially when Anti is tired...as he is now. He is at the stage where he gets anxious, and he is stuck a car, next to me...still complaining about how long its taking.

Sean turns around from the front passenger seat, chuckling. "We are almost there. Just chill out." I frown at him and look back out the window with arms crossed. Yea, sure that's the most stereotypical thing to do when your upset, but I don't really care, I just want out. Sean turns to Mark and smiles. "I think we've got two babies back there." He says with a chuckle. I look up at the rearview mirror where Mark looks back at us. "No, we are demons. And it's not fun, for anyone, when we get upset." I growl. Mark rolls his eyes and looks back at the road just as a squirrel runs in front.

"Mark! The squirrel!" Sean yelps, scaring Mark, who tries to stop the car. But the wheels slide on the slick road, brown snow slush sprays up as the car drifts to the side. "Ahh!" Mark yelps as the car slides into the deep ditch, filled with at least a foot of snow, possibility even deeper in some places. A second later we come to a soft stop, the fluffy snow cushioning the impact. "Welp...that happened." Mark says, leaning toward the windshield to look at the snowy ditch. "Whee..." Anti grumbles. "I really didn't come along for the ride only to get stuck in the middle of nowhere." "You didn't." Mark says, moving the gear into reverse. "You were coming to help with the videos, and we aren't stuck in the middle of nowhere."

I look out the window. "Looks like we are." "No. We aren't." Mark says, revving the engine, wheels spinning. "You can't see where we are?" I ask. "No. I'm the one driving. I have no clue where I am." Mark says with a 'seriously?' look on his face, groaning as the wheels refuse to get any traction. "We are stuck." Sean says. "Looks like it." Mark chuckles. "Then where are we." I ask, going back to our previous conversation. "I don't remember the name, but it's a small town." He says, looking out his window. "So...are we just gonna sit here?" Anti asks. "No, we are gonna push the car out." Sean says, opening his door. "You're crazy." Anti says. "I'm not going out there. It's deep snow." Sean turns around, shutting his door. "Plus it's pretty cold, though that doesn't bother me." Mark says. "We can just call a tow truck, unless Dark is willing to help." I look at him with a blank expression. "I'll call now..." Mark says, pulling out his phone. "You two are really helpful." Sean says with a frown. I don't say anything, but open my door and get out. "Hay! Why are you going out? And why can't you help us?" Mark yells out at me, then turns back to the phone with an apology, for yelling while the other person picked up.

My shoes crunch in the snow as I try to walk in just the car tracks. Yup. We pretty much are in the middle of nowhere. On the other side of the road is a huge park, the simple playground equipment covered in snow. Behind that is a huge hill, then trees surrounds the entire area. On the other side of the car are more trees, through them I can see the houses of the town.

Walking across the street I pick my way through the snow to a cleared walkway. The chilly air hitting my exposed head and neck. I pull up on the collar of my coat, to cover my neck a bit more as another soft gust of wind throws my hair in my face. I swipe it away, the shove my hands into the pockets of my black coat. Behind me I hear a door open. "They said it will be a while before they can get to us, possibly up to a half hour." Mark yells out to me. I nod at him then turn back, following the trail a ways. I'm surprised that its even cleared, even if it's from a four wheeler and a snow plow, the tracks giving it away. Usually parks are pretty much closed till spring.

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