Cold Days Ahead

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Breathe, I told myself. Closing my eyes nervously.
The cold air made my lungs freeze. Freezing to death is one of my problems right now. The tension in my body was killing me. I hugged myself feeling the chills. I should get used to it. Alone in the cold ice of Antarctica, afraid that I am lost without the research team with me.

Nobody was here at sight. I got lost after the snowstorm that buried me alive with ice. I was lucky that I got out. Things are out of my control now. What is it that destiny is planning for me? Wandering and walking to nowhere. Then the ice beneath me cracked. I tried to bend down my knees, trembling while trying to not harm myself.  I am scared the ice would break. I can not afford to die in frozen water. I do not know where am I.

The ice beneath me shattered, I fell into a hole...Into unknown darkness that my body slides onto the ice. I blacked out hitting my head on where I landed.

My eyes opened, people with strange tribal masks were staring at me. They then carried me, taking me somewhere I don't know. Thank goodness that I might be still alive. I don't know why I can not move my body or speak yet. I was injured and my throat hurts because of the burning sensation from the cold air.

They placed me on the bed. Chanted something and rubbed a smooth stone on my back. It healed me somehow. When I was able to walk and speak. I began questioning them. They did not understand me. They looked at each other with the gesture of asking whether someone spoke my language.

After looking at their masks. I looked up and down observing the place where I was. I realized I was still underneath the ice. There are unrealistic structures of buildings, a premodern ice city. Igloos that scattered and a few small ice huts that looked like a frozen empire.

A small boy approached me and gave me something. A tooth necklace, which all of them wore. "Thanks." The boy left after handing it to me. When I wear it, all the pain, the cold sensation disappeared.

Moments later their leader with two guys who have ice spears approached me. His body was muscular and looked like a young adult's. He removed his mask revealing his scar that looked like the skin on his face was sliced deeply by someone.

He was attractive, their leader had eyes that could intimidate anyone who sees him. He spoke in a strange language. Then a translator told me what it means. (I'm Darkan, a city mayor.) I told him my name and then he ask his translator to tell me. "He wanted you to live here for the rest of your life or else you will be executed if you do not." I then agreed. Now I am trapped. Can't escape anymore.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 26, 2021 ⏰

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