Lost, alone, and severely cold, you lay beneath a mound of snow atop the mountain. It had all come down to this.. This was your fate to die all along...
Suddenly- FWOOSH! A bright light swooped over your freezing soon-to-be corpse. In the midst of the ferocious blizzard, you heard what almost sounded like cackling flames. You shivered as you began turning your head, hopeful that a rescuer had found you on the brink of death, or maybe one of your beloved friends came to you, sensing danger. It was blurry from the icicles hanging from your eyelashes, but you could make out what almost seemed to be a giant bird. Oh great, some vulture, hungry for your frosty bones. Wait... Why would a vulture be in the snow? You must be hallucinating, then... Right?
Wrong. It had moved closer,and pushed away the snow that was covering you. You looked closer, your view starting to darken. Was it Articuno? Possibly the cause of the blizzard, here to finish the job? Wrong again, it was the fiery Moltres! Here to save you with its blazing feathers of pure warmth! Although, even with your rapidly blurring vision, you could see Moltres's feathers were dimmed by the cold just as you had... Maybe you both had no hope left. Before you could think another word, everything went dark. Had you finally died...?
You reawaken, only to find yourself in a still-dark place. It was much warmer though, and it felt as though your icy clothes had been removed. Feeling around with your five senses slowly regaining, you felt that it was moist... And squishy... Where had you just awoken?!
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