Created by: Joe Duong on: Feb 13, 2020
It was a dark and dreary morning, not unlike every morning, except there was a extra bit of mystery in the air. Jim didn't like it. He wasn't sure why yet.
The air was crisp with the promise of an approaching spring. Jim's breath encircled his head like a halo, as he walked along the banks of the creek bordering his property. His musings were interrupted, however, by panicked splashing and cries for help coming from the thawing creek, still flowing with chunks of ice.