Elsa's eyes fluttered open.
She sat up. She was surrounded by stone; in the dungeon.
Elsa looked to the nearby window, and Tried to rush to it. She was pulled taut by giant shackles that fit like iron gloves.
She was chained to the wall.
Elsa strained to looks out a window.
Arendelle was outside, frozen solid and getting further buried under the ice and snow that was falling.
"No….What have I done?" Elsa gasped. "Jack...help..."
Hans entered. He hung a torch by the door.
"Why did you bring me here?" Elsa asked desperately. "Where's Jack?"
"I couldn't just let them kill you." Hans said. "And Jack is cold and alone. He'll die soon."
Elsa hid her tears. She wouldn't let this man see her cry.
"I'm a danger to Arendelle. Get Anna!" Elsa said.
"Anna has not returned…." Hans said.
Elsa looked to the storm with worry.
"If you would just stop the winter, bring back summer…please." Hans begged.
Elsa met his eyes, desperate. "Don't you see…I can't."
Hans saw the sincerity in her eyes.
"You have to tell them to let me go." Elsa said urgently.
Hans walked to the door. He took the torch.
"I will do what I can."
He opened the door and left.
Elsa, distraught, heard cracking. She looked down as her shackles began to freeze over. The storm outside picked up.
