Snow Lodge
Chapter 2
The car screeched to a halt outside, and a dark figure jumped out, immediately being subjected to the harsh winds and heavy snowfall that seemed determined to slow him. The man saw Brian's 4x4 and headed straight towards the cabin.
The figure finally reached the porch, and knocked on the door loudly. Brian couldn't hear him in his unconscious state.
"Brian. Open the door dammit."
The man tried the door handle and was surprised to find the door unlocked. He pushed it open and entered amidst a flurry of snow.
"Brian?" The man called as he shut the door behind him. Turning he scanned the room, immediately noticing the strong smell of liquor and the numerous empty and broken bottles strewn around the room.
"What the fuck?" The man moved further into the room, and finally spotted Brian's unconscious figure under the window.
"Shit. Brian!" The man ran to the collapsed figure and bent down, prying the bottle from his hand and checking him for signs of life. Brian coughed and groaned loudly as he felt cold fingers on his skin. He drunkenly attempted to bat them away and the man sighed in relief.
"Jesus Rok. What the hell happened to you?"
Receiving no answer from the unconscious man, he attempted to carefully lift the other man, having difficulty as Brian was dead weight, and he was not much bigger than the unconscious man.
"C'mon Rok. Gimme a break here will ya?" He asked as he gently slapped Brian's face, trying to bring him around.
Brian groaned and his eyelids fluttered as he began to swim in and out of consciousness.
"That's it Rok. Wakey wakey."
"Huh? Wha? Go 'way." Brian moaned, trying to pull away. The man wasn't letting go, and he managed to drag Brian to his feet and he half dragged, half carried him in the direction of the bedroom.
