Chapter 3We stood silently and looked outintothe blue ice surface. Flakes of snow flew by and smacked our Arcticjackets and our faces. With my gloved hands I wiped my Arctic mask.
“There’s one more thing,” Cajunsaid.
“Oh, shucks! There’s always onemore thing, isn’t there?”
“Sometimes it seems that way. When Iarrived and started investigating, I assumed the cataclysmic eventthat caused the ice age happened hundreds of years ago. Now I’mchanging my mind. Logan, I don’t think that event occurred hundredsof years ago. Or even a year ago. Whatever did this, it was donerelatively recently. Two months. Maybe a month ago.”
I frowned. I looked around, but therewas nothing to see.
“Cajun, my respected colleague. Evenwith my limited knowledge of advanced science, I know that’simpossible. If this
