It was a bitter cold Sunday afternoon in 1928 in Nome. The terrain was hard and slick with a small bit of fresh power from the storm that had been passing through Alaska the last few days and the conditions today were sunny skies but it was only like 25 degrees outdoors in the direct sun. Perfect racing conditions. And Solaris and his team were chomping at the bit to get this thing off of the ground and get going. Today was the biggest race of the season for them and their chances of winning were at really really good odds. There were only about 25 other teams competing so that made for a pretty easy week for them. But with all these thrilling emotions Solaris was a bit uneasy for some reason something really really bad was going to happen out there this year. The last time they ran in these conditions two teams did not make it to the finish line in one piece and he had his concerns they'd be next in line for this to happen and he was vocal about it too.

"Guys I really don't like the way this terrain is looking. the last time we all raced in these conditions two other teams we competed with lost team members to horrific crashes on the first day. I'm just really concerned about our welfare out here"

"So are you insinuating we shouldn't compete or something this year?" His red and black cloaked brother Kallisto asked "What's the worst that could happen bro. this is not our first time on this kind of terrain you know. We'll be fine" He added encouragingly trying to lighten his brother's mood up

"No its just that I don't want to loose anyone or worse everyone in an accident that was avoidable by postponing this start until next weekend" he shook his head "I know most of the mushers want to go as soon as possible because this is good racing conditions but the problem is it also extremely slick and and lack of control is at a premium out here. On top of that I've been hearing there's a storm in the mountains and that can be super dangerous as well. I know I sound like I'm a huge coward suddenly but I just cant entertain or bear the thought of life without you all" Solaris nervously said in reply

"Just trust me bro its going to all be fine. You'll see soon enough" Kallisto shook his head back in reply. This was so unlike Solaris. Normally he'd be ready to crawl out of his fur in enticipation for the start with these kind of conditions but his cautious and timid demeanor today was really concerning him. Was he right that it was bad idea? That was the question on everyone's minds now but the only way they would find out was once they got out there on the trails.

'I sure hope you're wrong bro. We've all been looking foward to this week for months. the last thing this town needs is another tragedy' Kallisto thought to his self silently. Sadly little did anyone know of the hell that was soon to befall them all...