Hunter rushed over to Dan's location and was met with quite the sight
Dozens of ice sculptures littered the broken streets like broken ornaments.
Dan was seated on the side of the road, a blank look in his eyes, almost las though he was observing something.
"This guy..." Hunter groaned to himself. He had hurried here, expecting Dan to be cornered by some terrifying Mutant Beast, or some equally terrifying human, but everywhere he looked, there were just ice sculptures.
He quickly approached him;
"I don't see any scary beasts, so I'm guessing you called me here for...?" Hunter asked inquisitively.
Dan stayed silent for a few seconds then turned to Hunter.
"This... I don't know how to say this."
Hunter was getting a bit annoyed, "Just spill it already. I have important fish to fry. Literally."