It's getting louder. With every passing second it grows from a pulse to a hum to a boom. My heart beats faster and harder as the volume rises. It is rising, like the growing light of a blast behind the horizon.
Closer and louder.
This time it is the cold that is safe. And the warmth is a melting core of reacting elements.
Sink back into the cold with a final gasp and release of breath that floats into the air as a visible puff of smoke.
Very close now.
Look, it started snowing.
Close your eyes now. Fortunately this shouldn't hurt too much.
