Arnold saw a pair of red eyes glowing at a distance with a faded silhouette of a giant body.
Arnold quickly turned around and dashed to the other side.
ROAR!
The monsters roared as the blizzard got worse, and Arnold was hit by a massive snowball that sent him and the girl he was carrying in his arms— down the cliff.
After regaining consciousness, Arnold found himself surrounded by snow, but there was no sign of the blizzard or snow near him— except the snow he fell with.
Everything around him was normal, as though it had never snowed.
"What's going on?" he muttered to himself.
'Did I slip and fall down the cliff somehow? And then I had a weird dream about seeing a little girl and that…' Arnold remembered the monster he saw just before he was hit by an enormous snowball.
"What was that thing?" he wondered.
'Well, it was only a dream.'
Arnold moved his hand to his bag only to realize there was no bag.