As Andie walked towards the gates the wind grew colder and she shivered. She took a deep breath and crossed her arms more tightly trying to keep the heat in and the cold out. But soon her legs started to freeze under her and she had not even reached the gate. The wind started to push her backwards and she fell to her backside. The sky darkened-darker than she had ever seen, the trees bent until they almost broke and snow filled the air so thick that Andie lost vision completely. Snow froze her hands as she tried to stand and her body was racked with a violent shiver. Come on, get up girl! She coached herself. Andie pushed hard but could not for the life of her beat the wind. Snow caked her eyes and started to fill her mouth and run down her shirt. Her hands lost feeling completely and her feet were right behind them. With her jacket sleeve she pushed the snow from her eyes and caught a glimpse of something that made her sick to her stomach...Storm; eyes white hands overhead creating such a massive blizzard around the mansion that soon Andie was blind again. Oh no, she thought. They've turned her against us. "Stor-" She tried to call to her mentor but was cut off as snow choked her. She coughed violently. Okay, you can't stand upright so crawl, she told her self. Andie rolled to her stomach and clawed in a circle so she faced the direction she had been moving in before. But by the time she'd reached that position her feet had followed her hands and lost all feeling and her legs were on their way. She didn't even try to push to all fours but used her elbows-which still had some feeling-to push herself forward. Slowly...her arms...lost feeling, slowly...she...grew...more...and...more exhausted, slowly...she...lost...consciousness...