Weather has been getting progressively worse since I left the settlement, snowstorm growing more violent by the second, fog materializing itself and darkness encroaching upon me. The combination of all three made it seem like I was traveling through some form of portal. Biting cold crept up every limb of my body. I needed to find some shelter fast before frostbite gets me. And the night is even more dangerous than day, various predators hunt during dark hours and I had no intention of being their prey.
Landscape has become hilly again, and heavily forested, trees like last, bare and menacing. I kept on walking, ground underneath the snow