(You can say a lot of things, each more suspicious than the last; but he already established -- or decided -- or something that this was not a dream. Which leaves... weird shit. Oh, how unlikely! Weird shit?)
Charlie calls some sort of hello, openly confused, as they run towards him. It comes out indistinct and makes him realise how hard his teeth are chattering. Then he takes a heavy step forward, and his numb foot forgets how to land on the ground, and like a felled tree he just keeps tipping forwards until he hits the snow with a flat oof.
Re: arrival
What else can you say to that? Holy shit.
(You can say a lot of things, each more suspicious than the last; but he already established -- or decided -- or something that this was not a dream. Which leaves... weird shit. Oh, how unlikely! Weird shit?)
Charlie calls some sort of hello, openly confused, as they run towards him. It comes out indistinct and makes him realise how hard his teeth are chattering. Then he takes a heavy step forward, and his numb foot forgets how to land on the ground, and like a felled tree he just keeps tipping forwards until he hits the snow with a flat oof.