Colin grabbed the round metal sled and set it down carefully.
'This should be easy.' Colin thought.
The gamer crawled up near the sled and kelt down to get in. Colin had the misfortune of kneeling atop a patch of smooth ice and flipping over onto the sled. It landed on more ice and picked up speed fast.
His voice rang out with a girly squeal of "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Colin's fearful squeals rang out against the general quiet of the mountains.
He spun and slid erraticly in an effort to avoid the cars strewn all over the road.
"Woah, woah, woah, hey! Oh shiiiiiii-"
Colin hit a car stopped sideways in the road with a thunderous crash.
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The werewolf costume clad woman bolted and leapt through the air, following the gamer's screams of terror down the side of the moutain until they abruptly stopped.
"I'm on your trail, you bloated hairy snake...." Donavan's wife said to herself as she ran down the mountain.
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"Uhhhhh.... nnnnnnngh... huh, wha?" the ape suited gamer said as he got off the ground.
Colin staggered up and looked at the sky, gathering two pieces of key information.
One, his sled was long gone, and two, he had been knocked out cold for a couple of hours.
"Well, looks like I'm walking down..." Colin said as he began to trudge through the snow, slogging with every aching step.
He heard feet running past.
"Running! Better start running!" Colin said as he began running along the snow covered edge of the road.
The feet behind him got louder.
"Jogging! Need to start jogging!" Colin yelled.
The running feet moved even faster
"SPRINTING! I NEED TO KEEP SPRINTING!" Colin yelled as he ran and slipped, sliding down the hill and hitting his own sled face-first.
"Sitting... bleeding..." Colin said as he felt red liquid run down his face.
The steps got closer, accompanied by heavy breathing.
"N-no closer." Colin stuttered.
The steps and heavy breaths got closer.
"Stay back!" Colin continued as he crouched down.
The breaths grew closer as a large form approached.
"I'm warning you, I'm a gamer!" Colin yelled as he curled into a ball.
The form stood before Colin...big, imposing... and a dog.
A St. Bernard on a leash to be exact.
"Oh, hehe... just a dog... just a doggo." Colin said.
'Somebody probably lost him out here.'
He looked at the leash and sled, then a lightbulb went off.
The huge friendly dog pulled Colin down the road in his dented sled, treading ever so lightly...