Narrator: ~At the bleeding light glow of the moon, an unmounted sleigh crossed the dried lands of PG 69 leaving 2 small and 1 massive lines. At the side of a huge canyon, a huge vessel that is likely a ruins of an old ship laid in waste. The skies is without any hints of clouds and the ground fells like stepping the artic surface.
Gee: *extreme shivering* grrrrr grrrrr grrrrr. (I can't move my hands, i don't feel my body. Am i back to heaven? Eh, so red. Is this Hell? Maybe that's why i feel the burn.)
Khutulun: *looks at the four she dragged on the sleigh* You guys endure it, we are almost there.
Ben: Bar-ri- Bar-ba-ba-rian
Khutulun: What? You said something? Nothing? *shrugs* Okay, just you behave guys alrighty?
Narrator: ~the four could only grit their teeth while shivering as they experience intense symptoms of hypothermia. Them four look at each other's pale faces in dismay. They are fully tied up without any chance to wiggle their way out. Michael turned his back on everyone and silently sobs as the burning sensation he felt got worse and worse. Gee saw this and couldn't stop his self as tear run down his eyes. It is not the burning pain of the cold but the burning pain inside his heart.
Gee: (I feel violated. Why am i treated unfairly? I didn't even voice any hateful words. Am i that disgustingly ugly?) *cries*
Narrator: ~As Gee was experiencing some existential crisis, the sleigh finally stop moving. Khutulun wearing regular clothes looks at them shaking like vibrating di-(omitted). She shook her head.
Khutulun: Tsssk Tsssk. Are you this years reinforcement? Such weak fellows that you can't handle the cold.
Michael: *glares* I lived in a paradise before. And that's an unfair comparison. Yoy are full of bodily fat's that insulates yo-
Khutulun: *kick's Michael's stomach* Did you just call me fat?
Ben: Despicable barbarian. *spits*
Narrator: ~Khutulun did not push her luck any further and laugh it off. She unravels the rope tied on the sleigh and drags the four towards a massive dried tree. In between its massive roots was a dark cave. She dragged them inside the dark cave, as they went further the ground became inclined downwards.
~Khutulun stopped her tracks, she reached out the cave's wall and removed a wooden stick on its placement. She pulled a rock on her pouch and placed it on the tip of the stick. With a few shakes, it started flickering until it fully brighten up.
Khutulun: I think you guys warmed up enough. Stand up and start following me, if you disobey then I'll say my early condolences now.