The snow kept falling, covering the ground with its white fluffiness. The woman remained seated on the ground with no plans of leaving. She endured the cold. Her eyelids covered with snow and her tears frozen.
Her body shook mercilessly. On a closer look, her skin had lost all of its color and if she remained in the cold a little longer, she might not survive...
She could no longer say a word. Her breathing was heavy and hard. Even if she wanted to stand again, it was nearly impossible for her to do so. Her physical energy was drained. The only source of warmth she ever had had gone cold. Her heart had become cold.
Just around a corner in the empty street was a car. The windows were shut and was covered with fog. Inside the car were two men dressed in black leather jackets. Their eyes were fixed to the woman who sat on the ground.