It was a warm winter's day when Davis Flockheart decided to go for a walk to clear his head. Little did he know that this walk was going to be a walk like no other he had ever had. In a matter of moments he would pass over the hill that lay in front of him and he would enter a world that he previously thought unimaginable...
Davis made his way towards the hill and started its steep incline, minutes later he was at the top. It was at the top of the hill that he came across an unexpected blizzard and took a step into it which meant a step into the unknown.
He took that step without thinking, not knowing why he took it. It was as if he was being drawn in by some unknown force. Slowly he entered into the white mirage.
Inside the blizzard he was now in a warm sheepskin jacket to brave the cold winds and he had heavy boots to trek through the knee deep snow.
Davis continued to walk into the storm that whipped snow across the barren landscape. The winds bit into his face and howled in his ears. Despite wanting to turn back he felt compelled to move forward towards an unknown destination. The winds increased in intensity and the snowflakes became larger and larger. He was no longer sure if he was walking in a straight line as his visibility was down to less than an arms length. Terror began to grip Davis and for the first time in his life he felt he was going to die.
Darkness then consumed the skies which decreased his visibility even further to the point that he could not see his hand in front of his face. He now believed that he would not make it through the night but he pressed on hoping the blizzard would die down and maybe the temperatures would warm up. But these wishes were not granted for Davis and as he walked through the snow it was now up to his neck and he had to shovel with his arms to move inch by inch. The storm showed no mercy and soon Davis was in over his head and could not move; the snow kept persisting. It persisted for years. One hundred years to be exact and Davis was now a frozen mummy under nearly 2000 feet of snow.
But as the centuries passed by, the snow began to melt as the climate grew warmer and then nearly 200,000 years after his death Davis was found by a couple of hikers. They were shocked at the sight of a man in a giant block of ice. The temperatures reached over 50 degrees celcius and the hikers watched before there eyes as the frozen Davis in the giant block of ice melted quickly. They waited eagerly to see the man in the ice. But the unthinkable happened as the ice melted around the frozen Davis. He slowly started to appear to the hikers and then once the ice had melted around him his upright frozen body fell towards the hikers who reached out to prevent him from falling but as soon as they touched him he shattered into a million pieces like a pane of glass.
The female hiker picked up a piece of the shattered Davis. The piece just so happened to be his mouth. She looked at it and that's when the mouth of Davis opened wide and screamed.