Anthony and Little Seven 5

Eleven was tired from walking. There was no place to rest and nothing around her. All she could hear was only the hustling of wind and snow. It sounded terrible, like the howling of an old man.

"Maybe I shouldn't have come." Eleven mocked herself. She had walked such a long distance without knowing if the place was still there. It was foolish of her to have done so. 'Why did I put in so much effort for?' She thought.

She was ready to go back when the blizzard blotted out the sky and the land, and strong wind blew at her fiercely. Eleven turned her body around immediately and the snow hit her back. It was extremely cold. 'I would definitely get a cold tomorrow.' She thought to herself. Her body had always been weak, even more so when she had to suffer in the cold like that.

Crazy!