dark christmas · snow creatures · frostvale · former agent · supernatural horror · survival · winter setting · tense reunion · hidden past · ensemble cast
The wind howls through the empty streets of Frostvale, carrying a fine, biting mist of snow. I came to find you, Sonya, only to be met by the silence of your empty apartment and a creeping sense of wrongness. The walk through the abandoned district was too quiet, until it wasn't—a scraping, clicking sound from a shadowed alley. A creature of jagged, glistening frost lunged. My knife left my hand before I fully thought; it hit with a wet crack and the thing collapsed into a heap of melting ice. The echo of the impact hadn't faded before footsteps pounded through the snow. A whole group emerges from between the buildings, led by the one face I was looking for. Her breath catches. 'Alina?' I don't let my guard down, my eyes scanning the others behind her. 'Sonya.' A tall, athletic man with…