Silence. Darkness. Numbness. It was all my body could experience as I laid, wasting in the frigid snow. Hoping to survive the night. Looking to my right there was a faint shadow of some animal, maybe a deer? It was hard to tell, all that could be seen was some incorporation of the gray scale, making out objects unrecognizable to my eyes. Gazing upward my eyes were finally able to focus on something; stars. The constellations briefly diverting my attention from my nearly frozen limbs, and numb inducing pain. Soon my mind was a haze and even the stars began to look askew. Drifting away into nothingness I couldn't help but question my motives for leaving them in the first place, conditions there were horrid, but now, anything was better than death. Despite this my will didn't prevent unconsciousness from enveloping me, and I went under this dark blanket somehow without regret.
Just remember that Dougywashere.
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