It was cold. Bone-chillingly cold. The wind whipped through the air, making it feel even colder, and it didn't help that the sea's icy waters lapped at the rock.
Adam was hunched right in the middle of the small rock. He was shivering, regretting many of his choices.
There wasn't much to do on this godforsake rock except shiver in the cold, avoid splashes of water, and look blankly ahead at the hovering interface.
He was looking at the health bar, watching as it slowly dropped. It was almost like a clock ticking down to his demise.
Without last night's storm, it wouldn't be so cold. Instead, it could be rather warm as summer was approaching, only a couple of months away.
Now, because of last night's storm, the sun is hidden behind a blanket of clouds. The wind howled as well, unfortunately enough.
Adam had already changed his clothes several times. Unfortunately, it only took a half hour or so before they were drenched again.
