A single piece of semi-frozen water falls, drifting and drifting until it touch the ground and dissolves. More follow, and soon an entire sheet of fluffy white snow covers the floor around her.She sticks her tounge out to taste a piece of the snow; when it touches her pale pink tongue, she winces, startled by the sudden coldness of the snow. Addicted to the strange feeling, she still keeps her mouth open and her tongue stuck out -- until the cold consumes her. She then heads towards the cozy cottage, leaving a neat row of even footprints behind her. Into the cottage she goes, coming out occasionally to feel that strange yet addicting feeling again.

A single drink was offered to him by them, trying and trying to persuade him until he finally said Fine, just this once. More followed, and soon he was drowning in a ocean of alcohol. He opened his mouth to taste a bit; when it touched the taste buds on his tongue, he winced, startled by the burning sensation in his throat. Addicted to the strange feeling, he swallowed another shot… and another… and another. He then called a taxi to bring him home. Into the taxi he went, promising himself that he would never do it again, but halfway home, he ordered the driver to go back so that he could feel that strange yet addicting feeling once again.