The workshop was considerably darker since Arnold had fallen asleep, but on the outside, the moon was shining in all its glory, a cool breeze was flowing around, everything was peaceful... everything, except Arnold's mind as he constantly flipped and squirmed on his bed while sleeping. He was having a nightmare, like one he had long back when Bob (Bad-Breath) and Nikki, tried to capture his sister. But this time, it was a bit different...
He was stranded on a barren snowy mountain. There was not even a single living soul in his sights, just rock and snow all around. He felt a bit cold as he wasn't wearing anything apart from a worn-out shirt and a torn pants that barely covered his knees and was climbing the mountain barefoot, but still, the cold was bearable, it wasn't like someone who had ice affinity would freeze to death either way.
