It was cold, and I was numb. My hands were turning purple and my nose is frozen solid.

I'm a 21-year-old man by the boring name of Matthew Fyre, ironic really, since its so cold to the point of freezing. I was standing in the middle of my driveway, trying to shovel the snow away.

I finally clear the concrete of that awful snow, only to slip on a patch of ice. 

A whoop and a crash later,

I'm on my back, and I'm seeing stars. The world was tilted off its axis and I'm just too cold to move. Why didn't I get someone else to do this...

I sigh, feeling no real need to get off the cold ground, and soon, sleep came. 

<~~~~Time Skip~~~~>

I awake with chills down my spine. It was freezing cold and dark...where am I?

I sit up alarmed. I was naked!

I look around. Darkness stretched for kilometres, and there was nothing in this endless plane of oblivion. 

It's horrible, really. There was really nothing to see, nothing to do, and I wasn't hungry or tired.

I couldn't sleep, I couldn't entertain myself. I was driving myself crazy, unable to do anything. 

I lay on the ground, crying and yelling out in frustration.

"WHY AM I STUCK HERE? WHAT DID I DO WRONG?" I scream into the grey.