The Arctic Freeze

Mans Best Friend A Dog

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Chapter three                                                                                                                          Man's best friend A dog

Man's best friend

Who could it be

Shall it remain a mystery forever

Or is man's best friend

A dog

Man's best friend

A dog

I heard a very faint sound, it was like a bomb exploding, in my butt, it sounded like a fart, Prub, ppppppwwarrrrppppp, peisss, pppppppppp . I was sure i didnt do it, but i can't make any promises. It's a weird world after all.

The ground was freezing and i could see the storm closing in on me, it was a boxing arena, me versus the weather, first one to pin the other wins, and for me, the way to pin this storm is to find the warehouse and ride the storm out.

A couple hours went by and i lookt at the map and i couldnt find it anywhere, where is this stupid ware house, i flipped this around so many times and.... Uhghhhghhgh i am so stupid, the map was *%@#$*! upside down, nooooo.

Wait a second, the warehouse is right around the corner, it says should anout half an hour away, it would be about 5,000 steps, hey! That's half of the amount of steps i need to complete the daily recomendation of excersize. Hurray

Where is this all coming from, probably got hit in the head, or this coldness is giving me a brain freeze. Ohhhh how much more longer is this warehouse, i have been walking for hours.

Is that it!!!! I see a black blur down the road, it sould be close by now, maybe ill be able to get there and get some rest. Before i have to wake up in the morning and do more discovering.

I walked a little bit more, and i finally got to the warehouse, it was a long, tiring, and dreadful walk, but its worth it. I could feel the warmth of the warehouse from here. There it is, at last, it was in a okay shape, the door was broken, but the place wasn't falling apart, the place looks good to bunk in for the night.

Walking into the place was fine, but what was inside was the worst, there was a dog in a locked up cage, he looked like he didnt eat for a while, he was so skinny you could see his bones, there was also a broken snowmobile, but i thought that i could fix it if i could find a manual. But the worst part was that there was blood all over the place.

It was like a living room, warm and cozy, it had a fireplace, which for some reason was burning, like it was recently lit, i was getting suspicious. There was a coffee table which had warm tea and some biscuits. The tea had some steam which was slowly rising up, which means it was recently brewed.

There was a blood trail on the ground which lead to a kitchen, it had a lot of canned beans, beer, water, spoons, wood, and a gun. HOLY S*%$ there was a gun, it was on the ground, and it was loaded. Waiting until its next victim falls in its trap.

The gun was facing a wall, the trail of blood stoped right there, like it just disapeared, and there was a light switch mounted on the wall, and it had a weird line at the bottom of it, like it was broken, i looked at it closely, to reval that it was not broken, yet a slot to insert a card, or something.