Curse of the different

It was cold. I can't even describe how cold it was. I no longer felt my toes. Correction what did I still feel? I watched my breath leave my body in warm sips. I heard a voice close to my ear saying:  "You. Smells. Strange.' I wanted to say something back. But I was so cold that talking was a waste of energy and I didn't think I could speak much more than a few wordless murmurs. I pulled my legs closer to me. How cold it was. I closed my eyes for a moment. Just a moment. For a moment. But. 'Mom! Oscar is not feeling well! " "How do you know Ben?" "That's what Oscar says to me." I felt something warm close to where my mouth was. My cheeks? I tried to open my eyes. I looked in different eyes. Blue eyes. My mother has blue eyes. Had blue eyes. "We help you. It'll be fine.' "Okay Mom." My mom came for me. Finally. I closed my eyes again. Surrendering myself to her dark embrace. So my death seemed to be painless, but I was not dead and I would feel it too. I was for quite some while in total darkness, comfortable darkness. After some while I felt myself recovering. But with pain. It was as my body was on fire in a second. From numb to super sensitive. Starting at my feet, moving up to my legs and moving up my torso and so on. I screamed. I sat up with a shock. I could feel sweat dripping from my forehead. How my fingers got stuck in the bed. Bed? I looked around. The bed I was in, was next to a large window from where the sun shone. Where was I? The last thing I could remember almost freezing from the cold outside with Ja-! I looked around. I felt my heart rate pick up. But I didn't see him anywhere in the room. I felt my hands start to shake. I tried to get out of bed, but got one foot caught in the duvet and hit the wooden floor with my full weight. Half numb from the blow, I felt a small hand put on my back. 'Do you have pain somewhere?' I looked up. There was a young woman in her twenties with long blond hair. "Jack!" All I could think about was him. "Where's Jack!" The woman looked at me a little startled. "You mean the dog? She blinked a few times. "My brother went for a walk with him. He has been doing it for a few days now. " I sighed and felt my breathing slow down a bit. A couple of days?"Ehh ..?" I felt her take my arm and help me to my feet. She let me sit on the bed, but stood in front of me. Folding her hands. "My brother and I found you in the snow near my house 3 days ago. Your dog caught our attention, we would never have seen you without him. "She tilted her head slightly. "You were severely hypothermic. Your dog was still on you trying to keep you warm. " I could only nod. Did I almost die? Was that what Jack meant about you smell strange? I could only guess for now. The woman had put my duvet back on the bed. "My name is Lenore. Maybe it would be nice to tell you that. "She smiled a soft smile at me and then I noticed her eyes. "My brother's name is Chris. You will see him in a second with your dog. "She has the same eyes as my mother had. The ones who looked at me before I succumbed to the cold.She looked at me for a moment until I realized that I was meant to say my name. "Owh ... I'm Ben." I fiddled with my fingers a little. "And the dog is called Jack." "Well, nice to meet you, Ben. I'm going to get you a drink and something to eat now and when I get back Jack will be back too I think. "With that said, Lenore walked out the door.Leaving me alone sitting on the bed with my duvet neatly folded.