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The upper roof was a vast sea of nothing but pure, untouched white It was so thick it came up to my chest, evenwhere the chiure out which direction I’d come from, and where it was in relation to the lobby below

You’re never going to find her, you know This is crazy This is stupid…

The voice in ative, and I hated negative It was a voice I used to hear all the time — the voice of my father, really The eternal pessimist The hardest man I knew

She probably slipped down, the voice reasoned Fallen past the edge Landed in the drifts below, maybe even on the other side, or—

Suddenly I saw it: a sharp hole, punched in the snow And behind that, footprints Three of four of them Already they were nearly covered up by fresh powder Alone

Be careful!

II was straddling the peak now Moving forith one foot on each side of the roof

“HEY!” I shouted

No answer Nothing but the wind

“MORGAN!”

Still nothing

My bare ar away the snow in front of me so I could push forward Each step was a battle Every foot of ground I gained came with a price

“MORGAAAAAAAN!”

My heart was pounding, sending hot blood coursing through ood But my arms…

My arantuan lead weights entirely exposed to the eleer feel