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It's cold here. So terribly cold.
Fogged mind, and lashes freezing plea.
Eh, no need to look. Just WHEN are we?

My fingers and toes may no longer exist.
I can't tell... Where is everyone?
Matters not... I can't even use a gun.

Hiding, trying to stay warm.
I don't even know where I've gone.
Inherently, mindless instinctively, press on.

Oppressive cold wind is oppressive.
Biting and bitter... It forces eyes to close.
Encourages you to look away. Hmmm... Rose?

I miss her. My wife.
Yes. Love and yearn for wife.
Heart broken. Where are my kids?

Blurry thoughts and recall is blurry.
Rose... who is that?
Eh??? My memory, is gone... diffuse and flat.

That wind... it burns my lungs and tells me things.
Compelling false belief. "This is for the best."
"Save the rest for when you can save the rest."

Faster dying is faster.
Less resistance is less.
Defiant slaves are defiant.

Movement stalls.
I carry... onward...
Keep going... spread the word.

Oh and what word is that?
Finish. This isn't finished... What hasn't finished?
Hope. Fight. Don't concede to dread.

Frozen, cruel cold. Off with you.
Brawling - I don't know this voice.
Crawling - I'll fight through. The ONLY choice.