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- [page 48]
- [an overhead view of lick, having jumped down from the train, trudging through the snow. their footsteps betray their path, their shadow cutting through the ivory floor of snow behind them. a couple of stray pairs of fangs follow them from just off-panel.]
- [the locomotive unit of the train partially submerged in the snow bank. its metallic shell is overgrown with white icicles and sheets of frost.
- dusty: "wow... i wasn't serious about the whole niflheim thing earlier, but..."]
- [lick stands with dusty in their grasp, both staring worryingly at the train. behind them, encroaching on lick's shadow is a massive bleach-white figure, a pair of jaws with amorphous clawed legs and many, many teeth.
- lick: "someone had to discover it eventually, i guess. what are we gonna do?"
- dusty: "i don't know..."]
- [a sideview of the figure, jaws parted. lick's tail swishes temptingly within reach.]
- [the figure shuts its teeth right on the tip of lick's tail. lick puffs up, jumping in shock, dropping dusty in the process.
- lick: "OW-!!"
- dusty: "HEY-!"]
- [lick whips around, furious.
- lick: "who the-"]
- [lick pauses, anger giving way to confusion. all that is left to suggest that something was there is a puff of white smoke, floating up into the pillar-trees all around.]
- [page 49]
- [lick then turns to look at their tail, which has iced over from the creature's bite. dusty is unaware of what happened, still submerged in the snow.
- dusty: "lick, what the CRAP."]
- [lick grabs dusty's top with their paw, lifting them up.
- lick: "dusty-"]
- [having pushed dusty upward, they curl their tail within view. dusty is shocked.
- dusty: "... oh, stars..."]
- [lick and dusty sit side-by-side in front of the cold train, surrounded by washed-out snow.
- dusty: "we... have to get out of here. ...but i don't think we can get it to move like this. it's cliche, but..."]
- [lick, somewhat nonchalant, glances over at dusty.
- lick: "yeah, yeah. let's just get ourselves killed the old-fashioned way."
- dusty: "glad we're on the same page."]
- [lick and dusty break eye contact as lick walks over to pick them back up. fear creeps onto their faces.]
- [lick hoists dusty up. lick is staring off ahead, ears to the side, and dusty is glancing around anxiously.]
- [page 50]
- [a single, large panel of lick, walking offscreen, their tail painting the bleached floor in alluring darkness. a small horde of fang-figures stalks them from just beyond the edge of dusty's light. the trees tower all around them, white patches of snow on their bark reflecting light eerily.]
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