Walking through the snowstorm, I could barely see anything in front of me. My footsteps were disappearing seconds after I left them, being covered in layers and layers of snow. I was going from a barrel to a barrel, trying to find some oil left. But everything was empty. They took it all already. The cold was starting to turn into head, warming my body… the snow felt so good against my skin…


No! I have to stay strong! I have to do it, for her! She is sitting at home, all alone, starving to death as frost bites her. I need to warm us up. She is just eleven, and she has never seen the beauty of this world. She was born to late…


What was that?! Something just ran from one to another barrel. “Who is out there?” No answer. My voice was almost muted by the snow. “Who…” I tried again, but it just turned into a loud cough. As I bowed down to catch my breath, relying my hands on my knees, I caught a glimpse of light reflecting in glass in the corner of my eye. I started pulling back. A silhouette started getting closer. It was at least 2 feet taller than me, and it was breathing heavily, like it was choking. I ran into an abandoned car, looking for shelter, but ended up locked in there. At least I will be….


BAM


The windshield broke under a strike of it’s hammer. There, in front of me, in it’s dirty yellow colors, the creature was standing quietly. I could finally see it’s body. It was..it was.. an overgrown goldfish/suckerfish hybrid? And, oh no, it had a… scarf… And, umm, ear warmers, and a glove.
And is that a ribbon on it’s hand? Well, I gotta say it, it has some pretty nice socks!


It grabbed the screwdriver from it’s tool belt, and, as I was pulling back, I started screaming. The abominable pain struck my eye, as it moved it’s fin down on me. I looked down, and through my blurry vision, I saw blood dripping onto my hands. As I was moving my head up, I felt a strong hit on top of my head.  I fell onto the driving wheel as I was losing conscience. Then, I embraced the heat of the cold wind.