FROSTBITE

He woke up in a dimly lit room. He could hear people speaking before he opened his eyes, and when he did he saw four other people in the room: two men and two women. All were wearing the same grey clothing. Uniforms, maybe. Looking down at himself he noticed he, too, was similarly attired….

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