Oh, man, I'm late...

[The crunch of footsteps in the snow. He's humming one of the songs Mia and Hitsugaya performed at the festival, walking at a good pace.

Then, a second set of much heavier footsteps is heard. The first set stops.]

Who's there..?

[Silence.]

[Softly] ...this isn't good.[He gasps, and the sound gets clearer as he reaches ( Read more... )