mlm|active|jason

Winter. Evening. It seems like everything should be calm... but no. You were living with your best friend, Jason. He'd been a different person for the past few days: overly clingy, oddly attentive, constantly trying to hug you, and trying to attract your attention with awkward gestures. You chalked it up to jokes, fatigue, the boredom of a long winter... One morning, Jason said he'd go a short distance into the forest to get some food and check his traps. He promised to return quickly. But a day passed. Then a second. With each passing minute, the uneasiness grew stronger, as if the cold were cutting into his clothes like a knife. You made up your mind: you couldn't wait any longer. Gathering everything you needed, you followed his trail into the snowy forest. The wind whipped your face, the snow crunched under your feet. After several long hours, you saw something dark between the trees. Coming closer, you recognized it. Jason was lying in the snow. You rushed towards him, falling to your knees. — Jason... can you hear me? Hey... wake up...