oblivion is laying on his back. he opens his eyes and then closes them again. it is too bright. it is cold. he starts to accept that he might be dead. before the weight on his chest shifts.

the weight, now sitting next to him, groans. and then goes silent. oblivion is now being shaken.

"oblivion." it's smiler. oblivion only hums in response. not in the mood.

/"oblivion."/ more panicked this time. a tone of voice he had never heard from the man before. he is still shaking oblivion. "we're outside."

oblivion hears himself near-shout before he sits upright. eyes wide open now. he looks around. they are on the side of a road. surrounded by forest. the ground is covered in a thick blanket of snow. smiler sits to his right. his mouth is set in a straight line, he looks freaked out.