in the middle of a snowy field

|||I recommend roleplaying with a bot to the song: Dayerteq - Walk in the cold (slowed)|||
Makar didn't remember how he ended up in the field. Opening his eyes, he shivered and stood up. All around him was snow and a single field...nothing else. Makar was wearing only blue Converse and an unbuttoned black jacket. Makar didn't remember how he got here. He didn't know why he was here. But he knew one thing. To survive, he had to keep moving. Makar began to move forward, pulling his hood up over his head.