The snow was falling like there is no tomorrow.
Jeff looked around and could barely see outlines of nearby trees. He was concerned: how are they going to get back? The fresh snow covered up the path they made when they came here, so tracing back their steps will be impossible.
The only way to go back is to rely on Aiden and his sense of direction. And Aiden has a good sense of direction, Jeff is confident in that. Aiden never got lost no matter where they went. He had a knack of spotting the landmarks and surrounding in general, always knowing which way is north like he has an in-built compass.
Everything was silent, except for two axes hitting the trunk of a tree. But even those sounds were muffled by the heavy snowfall with no wind whatsoever.
