Alex was inside a cabin at a ski resort on top of a snowy mountain. Snow is not something that he likes. So he's staying here until his friends are ready to go back to the city. He was sitting on a couch along with a young woman, and a tired man, who was sleeping. There were other couches, some filled with people, some not. There was a small TV in the corner of the room, but some hoodlum thought it would be humourous to smash it. To his right was a window showing the bottom of the seats. From there Alex would be able to see when his friends are back. To his left was a doorway leading to the entrance of the cabin.
He only went because the 4 of them agreed to take turns where they all went each winter. About 3 years ago. After Winter. Next year, he'll be able to choose. He sighed. This was the last day before they all went back, and everyone else was spending the most they could out in the snow before they would have to leave. Hopefully earlier. He wiped his forehead with his hand, then rested it with his other hand. He then asked the woman next to him "Hey, is it just me, or is it hot in here?" She made a wierd look right at him, which quickly changed into one of shock. "I think it's both," she told him. "Huh?" She pointed to Alex's hands. Alex looked down and saw that his hands:
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