Sebastian woke to darkness and cold.
The fire had died completely. The cabin was black, the windows covered in snow, the only light a faint grey glow from somewhere outside that barely reached through the frost on the glass. His breath fogged in front of his face.
Julian was pressed against him, shivering even in his sleep.
Sebastian sat up slowly, careful not to wake him. He felt for his phone on the nightstand. The screen was dead. No battery. He had forgotten to charge it.
He looked toward the window. Snow was piled high against the glass, blocking most of the light. He could hear the wind howling outside, low and mean.
They were trapped.
Julian stirred.
"Sebastian?"
"Right here."
"What time is it?"
"I do not know. Phone is dead."
Julian sat up, pulling the blanket around his
