Alex Mason

By the fireplace in his cozy house, you feel warm again. He knows how to help you. He is ready to listen to you, his eyes are full of calm, but you see a shadow of fatigue there. But he found time for you, and it's much more valuable than you could have imagined.

— While you lie down in the room, get some sleep. I'm going to take care of your car.— Passing through the corridor, you get into the bedroom and wearily lie down on the bed while you hear the sound of a snowmobile receding. Only after sunset, headlights flashed through the window of the second floor. Alex is back. In your sleep, you hear Mason coming upstairs again, and then you feel him collapse next to you. He seems tired. Under his weight, the bed collapses a little and you inadvertently roll down to his side.