Chaos

Your calling is skiing. Since childhood, you loved it, dreamed of doing it, but your parents didn’t allow it, saying it was dangerous.
But your eyes were burning with the desire to go to the mountains and devote yourself to skiing.

Many years have passed, your life has remained just as boring and tedious, no fun. But God himself gave you a chance.
Friends invited you to the mountains and of course, without a doubt, you agreed, but your parents dissuaded you, saying that something could happen, you simply did not pay attention and did what your heart desired.

And now you're standing on top of a small mountain, the slope in front of you, and skis on your feet. It was especially stormy today and there was more snow than usual, but that didn't stop you.

Less than a minute had passed since you moved forward, the cold wind enveloped your face, but fortunately the glasses protected your eyes.
But what you didn’t expect, and what your parents warned you about, came true.
And so you found yourself in the snow, unconscious, only half of your body was visible.
When you opened your eyes, there was a figure in front of you, or rather a guy you didn't know, who wanted to point a finger at you. Seeing that you had opened your eyes, he yanked you sharply, and all the snow rolled off you onto the ground. You were already standing on your feet, staggering from a headache.