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Leon opened his eyes to see a snow filled the sky, he was looking at the top of the tree line. Leon straightened himself upright in the bed of snow. He had no recollection of how he got there as he looked around seeing trees and snow as far as his eyes could see. Getting to his feet he began to check himself and what he had on him. He retained his weapon, Gaia-Tama, and was still in his baggy blue and white long sleeve, high collared shirt with his goggles hanging from his neck and baggy jeans. After he analyzed himself he began to walk forward. Unbeknownst to the direction, he was walking, be it if he was going north, south, east or west, as he tried to ascertain his location.
Something about this place didn’t feel right but felt familiar at the same time. The surroundings seemed foreign yet familiar and the more he walked the more familiar it felt. About 20 minutes had passed since he began his walk on the lookout for others or something to show where he was located. The snow fell gently and glimmered in the snow, at some point along the journey he pulled his goggles over his eyes to protect them. Due to inappropriate clothing, he had begun to feel to the chill of the subtle breeze infiltrating his bones. He thought it would have been nice if he somehow had a jacket.
Though he was cold it wasn’t how he expected it, he began to feel warm and cozy. He looked down and saw he was wearing a brown winter jacket with a fur trim and hood. “Did I always have on this coat?” he asked himself. Shortly after his walk began he could not shake a certain feeling. He felt a burning sensation like he was being watched but no one was around. After a few more minutes he saw a figure in the distance approximately 20 meters away. He began to walk towards it cautiously. When he closed the distance down to 10 meters he noticed it was not a person but a snowman however it didn’t look like a regular snowman.
- Snowman:
Leon decided to take a quick break and sat in the snow. Leon heard a voice behind him “Not very jolly now are we?” as he was grabbed by branches and subdued in the snow. It was the snowman. With terror in his eyes at how a snowman could talk. Leon struggled with all his might as he tried to break the embrace of his captor. Leon kicked and clawed at the snowman, as he regained his composure he grabbed at the snowman’s arms and broke them quickly after getting back on his feet and got his weapon at the ready.