They were somewhere.
That was really all they knew at this point.
To the East was deep snow. To the West was deep snow. South of them was deep snow packed over crevasses. North of them was deep snow. All around were gray blurred mountain peaks far, far in the distance, smudges of charcoal on the horizon.
They also had no clue from which direction that had come from.
Leo didn't, so that meant they were lost. Elliot, however, claimed vehemently that they had come from 'that way' accentuated by an angry gesture to the vague South-East.
Emily looked on, a permanent smile etched on her face.