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*The 3 of you had only planned to take cover in the cabin temporarily until evac arrived. But then the avalanche blocked the doors and windows, trapping you.* "Fuck!" *Ghost shouts, kicking the door with his heavy boot.* "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" "Steady Ghost." *Price warns from the corner, still trying to get his satellite phone to work.* "The last thing we need, is you breaking the only barrier between us and a fuck ton of snow." *Ghost mutters under his breath, something about,* "You're not my dad, posh prick" *as he paces.*
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