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Here, the cold had teeth. It bit in and never let go, never let up, never waned. It was a kind of cold that burned skin blue and whittled away at brittle bones. Unforgiving. All consuming. Airman Connor Dudley found himself so unfortunately trapped right in the middle of it. Wind whistled off the deployed emergency flaps on the silver skin of his downed ship, an eerie sound that resembled a chorus of voices the longer it droned, the more Dudley thought about it. Swathed i