บท 245: Cold Reception

Zeph might have said it was snow problem but he had no idea what kind of problem snow could really be.

He was from LA originally, so his experience with snow was limited to one magical white Christmas morning when he was three. 

To him, snow was this mystical, magical, soft, white marvel of nature's beautiful splendor that fell softly and gently as it covered the ground and trees in a thin blanket of cold white powder.

He had no idea that the snow that could paint such a wonderful winter wonderland that fascinated him in some of his earliest memories, could also create the frozen hellscape he was getting ready to fly into.

However, that wasn't the only problem that he was about to run into if Officer Jack Gray was right about what he was seeing on the radar.