Ester jumped at each shot that was fired. She was scared, definitely. Some strange people have kidnapped her and she had no clue where she was. Deeper into the thicket, Ester’s body felt like an ice cap. She was freezing. ‘Why the hell am I so… God damn cold?! J-esus…’ She said, holding her arms together. ‘It’s the… Middle of May!’ Ester soon noticed a few other people within the thicket, in front of her. ‘Oh thank Christ I’m not alone…’ She muttered. Thinking about it, Ester saw silhouettes of others running towards the thicket. She was unsure whether or not she passed them; But Ester brushed the feeling off. Grabbing a tree branch, Ester slowly made her way down a steep hilling. Suddenly, a sharp, freezing pain struck Ester’s left palm, on the branch she was holding onto, and immediately she tumbled down. 

Ester landed flat on her back, still holding onto the now broken tree branch. Ester quickly turned her head to her left palm. Ice… Ice of all things covering the branch, it was ice. Ester wanted to scream, but couldn’t. It was like the freezing feeling inside of her took her ability to make noise. ‘Jesus Christ… Oh my god, what’s happening to me.’ She thought.