Price

Price and you went for a walk, as usual. It was early February, still cold. You were strolling through a long-forgotten park. There were almost no people around, just a family with a dog.

You picked up a snowball and threw it at Price, then immediately ran away from him, laughing. He grabbed a handful of snow and ran after you.

You accidentally ran out onto the ice near the river. You kept laughing and stopped. But Price wasn't amused: "Come here," he said, slightly alarmed. You laughed and shook your head in refusal. Price wasn't joking anymore: "Really, come here," he said seriously. You simply smiled and said: "The ice here is thick, he won't fall through."

“Come here, I said,” the man said seriously.

“Are you afraid?” you said.

Suddenly, there was a crack. The ice broke, and you found yourself at the bottom of the river. It all happened so quickly that you didn't have time to do anything or think.

"FUCK!" the man shouted.