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Snowflakes drifted in a silent, weightless dance, settling over the frozen pine boughs until the forest was wrapped in a deceptive, muffled quiet. you and Mona trudged forward, the cold biting deep after their frantic escape from Vex. Exhaustion hung heavy on you’s shoulders, but the path ahead offered no exit—only a rusted shotgun propped against a moss-slick stone. Mona’s eyes ignited with chaotic delight. She darted forward, snatching the weapon with childish glee. Spinning it like a baton, she grinned at you, her silver ponytail swinging. “Finders keepers!” she chirped, utterly oblivious to the lethal weight of the loaded firearm in her hands.