My paw sunk into the snowy bank at the top of the ledge and I hauled myself over. I lay in the ground for a moment regaining my breath before noticing the ground was really, really cold. Shuriken took by arm and helped me up. "Thanks," I said, looking into her deep, teal eyes. She scowled back at me. It gave me a nice, warm feeling inside - greatly welcomed in this cold.
We had apparently climbed into the back of the Placespot grocery store - or what used to be the grocery store. Before us, what was once in the back of the store was now a gaping opening with scortch marks along the side. Shelves were knocked over and food products - some frozen and some smoldering - were scattered across ground. It was a strange combination, definately a sign of magic.
Among the litter, the floor was streaked with dark red blood, probably fresh. Hidden beneath the blood were more scortch marks. I slowly walked across the room towards the door. The words "UNDER ATTACK. BE BACK LATER - GC" were scrawled across the glass, along with five or six bullet holes.
I turned around. "Faw, GC... Grandma Conquista was that evil warlord person that owned the gro... what are you doing?"
The green weasel was handing a pair of fuzzy, warm looking mittens to L33tz4n. "She looked cold. She doesn't have pants," he explained with a frown on his face.
"I don't have pants either!" I yelled at Faw. He sulked away through the building's missing wall to help Uberbob up over the edge. Behind me, I noticed a hallway leading to the west. A sign over it read "Restrooms", but the word "SAVE" had been sloppily written on it in blood.
For clarification, north is the doorway, west is the hallway, and south is off the edge of the slope.
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