You hear someone calling out, though you're not quite sure what they are saying.
"Melissa?"
You look towards the voice, but you can't see anyone. You want to stand, but feel to weak, you crawl to the sound.
"Melissa?"
The voice sounds more distant now. You're too tired to chase, and you sit in place, feeling the snow fall on to you.
Miraculously though, a figure comes through the snow. You don't hear anything, but only see the person approach, kneel down, and put their arms on you. Then you pass out.
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