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A gust of wind blew some of the embers of the dying fire as the three of them struggled to stay warm. “Gosh! This cold- there’s nothing else to burn!” remarked Carey as he hugged the Princess in his arm. “We won’t make it like this, we need to burn something- my face has gone numb,” she said shivering in his arms. “All I have is my bag,” Ram Babu added as he prepared to throw it into the embers to keep the warmth going. Outside the cavern, the wind howled fiercely and the darkness engulfed the entire valley. The snow started to pile up on the exit, slowly covering and blocking it. But just a few miles away, on the deserted train engine, the Dutchman sat comfortably and waited for the storm to pass. The sun would be up soon and then he would be back to stalking Arthur Carey and his mate