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The date is July 24th, 2009. The location is Hildon, New Hampshire. The temperature is 23 degrees farenheit and dropping. Hildon is a small town in northern New Hampshire, with less than 5000 permanent residences. It's most 'famous,' if you can even call Hildon famous, for its year-round sporting activities, be they snowsports in the winter or hiking in the spring, and for being utterly unremarkable in every other way, shape, and form. The last murder in Hildon was in 1995. The last burglary was 2002. Normally, people don't even bother to lock their doors when they go to bed at night, but the last year and a half has changed all of that.

Nationwide, businesses and people go bankrupt from the Great Recession. In Hildon, a much smaller tragedy has begun to play out. Christian Charles, a 18 year old high school male and star of the school hockey team, went missing a week ago. Three weeks before that, Nittawosew, a 20 year old Algonquian native woman from the nearby Little Lake reservation also went missing. Both dissapearances have put the sherriff's office into overdrive, whilst the reservation has isolated themselves as much as they could, refusing to interact with non-law enforcement. Then, only a day after Christian Charles went missing, the temperatures started dropping.

At first, it could have been considered merely a cold patch, a few degrees here and there, but soon it became clear that things were getting   much colder than was reasonable. Two days ago, it started snowing, and twenty four hours later Hildon's roads were so clogged with snow that driving became dangerous for those without snowmobiles. Panic-buying stripped Hildon's two stores clean of essentials like food and toilet paper. With the weather worsening, uncovering just what is truly happening in Hildon might be the only way of making it out alive.

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Physical Description: Height. Weight. Hair colour. The usual.
Age:
Relationship with Hildon: Are you a local? A visitor? Do you have any connections to the reservation?
Occupation: What did you do, before the snow came down?
Useful Supplies: Between one to three items likely to assist you in this suddenly-frigid town. If you're unsure of what counts, ask me. Sample items might be winter clothing, firearms and cross-country skis. 
Backstory: What brings you to Hildon, if you're an out-of-towner? How long have you lived here if you're a local? Has anything interesting happened in your life so far?
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For a town of less than 5,000 people, Hildon actually maintains quite a few different locations of note.

[i]Haggarty's Clinic:[/i]
A need to rapidly treat winter sporting injuries has kept Haggarty's in business for close to thirty years. John Haggarty, the founder, still works there to this day, alongside his wife Melinda and his daughter Alice. Haggarty's is well equipped to handle almost anything that can happen on the slopes or the hiking trail, up to and including a bear attack, as rare as those are. The unusual cold has had them treating multiple cases of frostbite.

[i]Exxon Station:[/i]
Gas and diesel. There was a convenience store here too, but it's been stripped barren by panic buying. You'd be lucky to find a lollipop here, let alone anything actually worth eating. Has a specialised area around the back for snowmobiles, which has astonished staff by seeing use in the middle of July.

[i]Jeremy's Groceries:[/i]
Jeremy Shaw's own business, fifty-six years in the running. Despite being in his seventies, Jeremy still mans the cash register four days a week, although lately he's taken to hiring local teens to do a lot of the work for him. The store has been cleaned out- their delivery on the 22nd was cleaned out less than an hour after the delivery van pulled up. The only thing left to be bought here is coffee, which there is ample of because nobody who has spent any amount of time in Hildon is foolish enough to drink Jeremy's coffee.

[i]Gentle Winter Bed and Breakfast:[/i]
Gentle Winter's now rather ironic name implies a smaller business than it really is. Originally a revolutionary war era stable, the place has been built up and renovated several times into its current state. The Gentle Winter is the only place for out-of-towners to stay within Hildon, and has twenty-nine rooms. Recently came under the ownership of Max and Emerald Beech. The Gentle Winter is honouring previously made bookings with their usual catering fair and dinners for the same price, but has stopped serving lunch and has dramatically increased the price for dinner for non-guests. 

[i]Hampshire Hiking, Skiing and Sporting:[/i]
The premiere sporting goods shop in Hildon, fully outfitted with all your summer sport needs! Hiking shoes! Moisture-wicking shirts! Sunglasses! Hiking poles! Unfortunately for everyone involved, it sold off all of its winter equipment in its end-of-season sale back in April. All that's left were a few ancient jackets and socks, which the staff took first dibs on. Any item that might have been remotely useful in the cold have also sold out almost immediately.

[i]Hildon School[/i]
Exactly what it says on the tin. School's out for summer.

[i]Sherriff’s Office:[/i]
Sherriff Tina Mercer and Deputy Walter Grey do their business here, in the sheriff’s office. Relatively unremarkable, with several offices, three cells, a cupboard-sized armoury and a fleet containing two ten-year-old trucks.

[i]Ranger Station Sequoia:[/i]
Halfway between Hildon and the Little Lake Reservation squats Ranger Station Sequoia. The rangers haven't been seen for several days, but considering their training, experience and vehicles, they're likely the best equipped to weather the storm.

[i]Little Lake Reservation:[/i]
A Wabanaki Confederacy reservation populated by Algonquian-speaking Native Americans. There is also a small Iroquois presence in the area, largely distinct from the Wabanaki groups: a sure way to annoy everyone is to conflate the two. The reservation was suffering tremendously even before the credit crunch, and in the global economic catastrophe that followed, only fell further. Although the recent disappearance of Nittawosew has caused the community to isolate itself further, few outsiders visiting were welcome prior.
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