By the time I came into it, I was in the middle of a violent coughing fit, trembling from head to toe, and so cold he barely even felt it. Where.? I forced himself up as the coughing intensified and he gagged. Bile splattered onto the pure white in front of me that contrasted so sharply against my black clothes. They were coated in a white substance. As his coughing ceased, his brain began to function normally.
White, cold, covering my clothes and the ground... Snow. I was in the fucking snow. But that didn't make sense ― there wasn't an area where snow collected for at least fifty miles in any direction of Tabular Crystal mountains. The last thing I remembered was landing in the water and then the rocks hit as I blacked out.
