[At first the only thing visible in the feed is a huge pile of blankets. After a moment Danny pokes his head out and glares blearily at the communicator, visibly shivering. He attempts to speak through chattering teeth.]
W-why is it so cold here all of a s-sudden? Isn't it s-supposed to be s-summer?
[He pulls the blankets back over his head again, not noticing the thin tracery of ice starting to form where his fingers had just touched.]
[ooc: Event start, details
here. ]