I thought they loved me. I thought we would live forever. As the axe came down, I realised, to them I was nothing more than bacon.

You can't handle my power, Frosty.

A tub of Hitler flavoured Ice Cream.

The glow of the screen lit his face in the darkness. As the words blinked before him, the silence broke at last. "I can't do this," he said.

The snow fell, and melted on the asphalt. Like always, the city corrupted anything it touched. The skyline shined in the night, like fire.