"Kristoff!" Anna screamed as she fell with the stones of the dam into the raging water below. Her hands grasped desperately for his... But he was too late. She fell and fell and fell. His heart fell with her. He went to dive in after her but he was frozen in place. He couldn't move, he couldn't think. She had sacrificed her life for everyone else's, his Anna. He could hardly breathe.
"ANNA!" He called helplessly to her as the river collected her.
I've seen dark befo-
Kristoff shot up in bed. He was covered in sweat. "Anna." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He couldn't remember the last time he showered. Or shaved. Or got out of bed.
Kristoff forced himself over to the window to look out at the water on the fjord. Calm, still, harmless. He could feel the tears begin to sting in his eyes. The small ring that hung around his neck rocked against him as he sobbed.
The room got colder as he collapsed back on the bed, he grabbed her pillow and held it tight against his chest. His heart broke all over again as he found that her perfume still clung to the fibers. "Anna." Kristoff choked on his tears.
"Kristoff?" the door opened.
He looked up, hopeful, desperate.
Elsa looked just as broken as he was. Her hair a mess, eyes red, and snowflakes were forming across her skin. She was clutching the small Olaf doll Anna had made for her all those years ago. Elsa sniffled and stepped over to him, her hand outstretched.
The room all but froze in her presence.
I'm holding on tight to you