I wake in up in the artic. I wonder what I am doing here. I look to my left and I see a polar bear. He is not hostile despite my presence. The time is currently 5:00 PM. The sun is setting it will get dark soon. It is very cold. It is very desolate.
Although this place feels like a wasteland, I can hear faint sounds in the distance. Followed by the smell of burning meat. The smells and sounds indicate there are hunters nearby. The light is coming from the sun, but the sun Is slowly setting. I look to my left and I see my pet polar bear just chilling. I look to my right all I see is eternal darkness. I look at the sky and I see eternal darkness. I look at my feet I see ice and my feet are red because of frostbite. I look behind me and I see the sun setting.
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