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Raven knew how snow could seemingly swallow sound. It made sense that this much of it would muffle communications between the "insiders" and "outsiders." But when no reply came to Elwood's shout, she felt a prick of deep despair. It felt like they were on totally different planets, unable to make contact of any kind. Heck, they might as well have been on the moon. That's what it felt like out here: dark, white and isolated.

"I hate this," the Gamma muttered disconsolately, turning her face away from Elwood so he wouldn't have to deal with the tears suddenly wobbling on her lower eyelids.