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Grant
I couldn’t move.
What the f**k? What the f**k? What the f**k?
My eyes slid open and I stared up into the night sky. My brain had turned to mush. I could barely think. How long had I been out? It was hard to tell since it was so dark outside.
I scrambled to come back to my body, but it was as if I was treading through water. I blinked rapidly and then tried to make sure nothing was broken. I twisted around in the snow and while everything hurt like a b***h, I didn’t feel like something had snapped. It could still be the shock though.
With a deep breath that seared my chest, I tried to push myself into a sitting position and cried out in pain when my hands touched the freezing ground. The gloves I’d been wearing were destroyed on the palms and fingertips, which had been scrape
