We found Miller near the berry bushes. He wasn't killed by a wolf. There was a crude knife wound in his back. The panic hit like a physical weight. Everyone looked at everyone else.
"It was Elias," Sarah whispered, pointing a gloved finger. "He was behind Miller when we left the cabin." Project.Winter.v1.2.88.0.rar
Behind him, Sarah stepped out of the shadows, holding a detonator. She wasn't a survivor either. They had played us perfectly. We found Miller near the berry bushes
As the chopper lifted off empty, the last thing I saw was the two of them walking back toward the cabin, their silhouettes disappearing into the eternal white of Project Winter. ❄️ The panic hit like a physical weight
Only four of us left. The blizzard was peaking, visibility down to five feet. We reached the escape pad, and the hum of the rescue chopper finally cut through the storm. "Go! Go! Go!" shouted Jax, the pilot of our group.