Literature
Cold
Cold
By Jay W. Eccent
Freezing cold!
His eyes were closed. He could not open them. Forcibly, the man tried to
move... No use... Nothing.
Finally, his eyes that felt so glued together opened like water breaking hard through a large dam.
His name, he could not remember. All he knew was that he was standing, cold... Frozen like ice.
The man tried to turn his head, nothing.
His vision was blurred by a solid, clear mass before his body.
An eerie feeling passed over him. What was he to do?
Think, Think. His heart pumping loudly. Think, Think.
He also realized he couldn't breath.
Light pierced through the ice like structure he