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The wind was blowing and snow was falling. Each snowflake being the start of a new layer on the ground. It was quiet and calm. All that could be heard was the wind blowing.

Kyle was walking in the snow, his boots sinking into the ground with every step. His scarf blowing in the wind, he began whistling. Unlike most people in the town he enjoyed the snow. Kyle came to a tree and sat down in the snow, building a small snow pile for no reason. He didn't mind the cold really. Although his nose was runny and his nose and cheeks were extremely red, he didnt mind it

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Peter Hanover parked his car in the parking lot of a gas station. He turned the car off and opened the door. The cold air hit him like a ton of bricks.

He stepped out of his cruiser and closed the door. The windows of the store were fogged up with condensation.

He zipped his jacket up and pulled a mask over his mouth and nose.

"I hate the cold." He muttered to himself over and over as he walked toward the doors of the convenience store.

He opened the door and walked in.

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Kyle patted the pile and sat there. He brought his knees to his chest and looked around thinking of what to do

"I wish I could go out and find stuff. But I don't wan't to get lost. Or worse." He quietly whispered to himself, staying in a small ball, curled up against the tree. The snow started to come down harder and harder

Peter came out from the store with a piping hot cup of joe. He carefully nursed each sip of the hot beverage. It was so cold that he could chug the whole thing and feel fine, he knew better though.

He was egar to get back in the car and crank the heater up.

As he was walking back to his car, he noticed a black figure curled up beneath a tree. At first he passed it off as a cat, he hated cats. Cats don't talk though, so he investigated.

He shambles over to the tree and stood before the black figure. Upon closer inspection, it appeared to be a kid. Couldn't have been over eighteen from first glance.

"Aren't you freezing out here?" He called out to the kid.

He looked over and shook his head. "Nope. I love the cold and i feel fine!" He said with a smile. He studied the man, "I dont think i've seen you... You new to town?" He asked

He stood up and fixed his beanie as he walked over to him

"Yeah, I'm new here." He said as he glanced around the area. "Wherever here is."

He took another sip of his coffee to stave off the ever encroaching cold.

"Look, I hate the cold. Why don't we talk in the nice warm car?"

"Hmm..." He rubbed his chin and shrugged, "Why not?"

The wind began blowing harder and snow began falling faster, "we might want to hurry... there might be a blizzard soon"

"Yeah, forecast said it was Gina get real nasty." He said as he trudged through the snow back to his car.

He opened the door to his car and jumped in. He closed the door before too much snow blew in.

He closed the computer attached to the dashboard and moved it so the kid had room to sit.

He wasted no time in kicking the engine over. Immediately, the wonderful heat blew throughout the cabin.

Kyle opened the door and jumped in. He closed the door but had a hard time because of the wind Not taking off his beanie or scarf, He looked at the man and tilted his head

"So what's your name?" He asked while rubbing his snotty and red nose

(Sorry for taking so long to reply. I'm a cruddy writer so it takes me some time.)

"I'm Agent Hanover, but that's a pain to say every time so just call me Pete. That'll work fine."

"New message." His computer alerted.

He opened up the computer and turned it at an angle so Kyle couldn't see. He read the message and closed the computer again.

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"Alright Pete. I'm Kyle!" He said happily with a smile on his face.

Kyle tried to look at the computer sneakily but then slouched back. He looked out the window and watched as the snow built up quickly

"So, Kyle, you wanna explain to me why you were just laying out there in a blizzard?" Pete asked as he turned on his windshield wipers.

"I just love the snow and the cold weather. When it started snowing here I was extremely happy unlike most people." He said with a shrug.

He tapped his feet and continued to look out the window.

"Yeah, there's a reason people hate the snow." He smirked.

Peter pushed himself into his chair as he stretched himself out.

"So, Kyle, you see any weird stuff while you're out there inciting hypothermia on yourself?" He asked as he took a sip of the coffee.

He shook his head, "No. Except for a few random snowmen who appeared outta nowhere." He said, "why?"