Surviving Disaster Extreme Cold Ch 1 Novels & Stories

fire in those conditions. Ragnar squinted again, momentarily unsure of the others' circumstances. Were their last days as hard as his days, walking through the snow and cold, walking in the valley and always facing Pangbong? Howling in the cold wind as you walk along the narrow, slippery ridge that rises above the dreaded cliffs? Did they open their ears to the cry of the wolf they all feared so much? Did they gaze in awe at the mighty bald eagles that roamed the desolate landscape in search of prey? Were those eyes sharp enough to see mice slithering over their heads from thousands of feet away? Did they also survive by chewing edible moss and eating eggs stolen from live birds' nests? Rag

That surprised Steve until he concluded that it must have been so hot that it cauterized his flesh as it entered, thus preventing serious bleeding. It was snowing extremely hard and the wind was beginning to whip the flakes around in all directions. For the first time, Steve realized that it was also very cold. He would need shelter and heat before long or he'd perish. He had often listened to his father and his SEAL friends discuss some of their survival training and what they had endured and what they had learned. The important thing was to never give up!

Beowulf’s POV Cold. Extreme cold. I struggled to open my eyes and felt an abnormal burning sensation in my body. I looked around. It was dark. What is this place? Why am I here? A few drops of rain fell and hit me in the face, and I quickly opened my mouth. I'm so thirsty. I don't care if the rain is clean or toxic. My survival instinct let me open my mouth, let the rain to save my life. In the darkness, in addition to the sound of water droplets, I also heard the sound of my heart beating. I don't know where I am now, but I am wide awake to the fact that I have had an accident and I want to live.

Zürich, Switzerland. Ten months earlier… "You’re awake!" Eugene-Chan was gripping her hand tightly. "Thank God!" Her gray eyes darted from side to side. The tube in her mouth kept her from speaking, and her entire body felt numb. "Don’t be afraid," her friend continued holding her hand. "You had an accident while skiing. You were lost in a snowstorm. The rescue team found you buried under a thick layer of ice. Apparently, you were there for over forty-eight hours. When we found you, the ice had frozen and burned parts of your skin, and the hypothermia was wreaking havoc on your body. They had to put in a bypass… Honestly, there was no hope you’d survive." Eugene-Chan was crying with emotion.

“You greedy old hag! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be in this mess!” Dog eat dog. Watching the scene unfold, I felt nothing but disgust. So this was family. When survival was on the line, it was thinner than paper. “Enough.” I cut them off. Both of them froze instantly, looking at me with desperate hope in their eyes. “Hannah…” Linda’s voice trembled. I glanced at Lee. “Throw them out.” “Don’t kill them.” “Death would be too easy.” The cold front hit. The wind outside howled like something out of a nightmare, and overnight the temperature plunged to negative twenty-two Fahrenheit.

“Stop! Don’t hit me. Mrs. Foster, I’m not the mistress… Miss Foster, you’ve been deceived. I’m the real one who saved you–” A baton slammed hard into my back, and a metallic taste of blood flooded my mouth. “Still lying, huh? Hit her again. Don’t stop until she can’t get up.” At Mrs. Foster’s vicious order, the beating intensified again. My vision blurred, and the pool of blood beneath me grew larger. Was I going to die here again today? I clenched my lips and quickly took the chance to send Elijah a distress message through my smartwatch. Just as I was about to lose consciousness, Elijah arrived with the police.

He looked shaken and hurriedly tried to push Daisy away. But at that moment… my soul gave out completely. When I opened my eyes again— I was back in the ice cave. The blizzard howled like a beast, snow piling higher and higher, weighing me down until I couldn’t even lift my head. The cold bit deep, like a thousand icy needles stabbing into my flesh. I trembled uncontrollably, blood freezing in my veins. My lashes were heavy with frost, and numbness had overtaken everything. Chunks of ice fell again and again, pounding into me. The silvery dust in the air gnawed at my body, wearing me away.

**Chapter 15: Gone** The explosion tore through the sky, a deafening roar that shook the plane violently. Stephanie’s body slammed against the seatbelt as the cabin shuddered, oxygen masks dropping like specters from the ceiling. The co-pilot’s scream was swallowed by the blaring alarms. Through the window, the Vanclair jet banked sharply, its shadow looming like a predator. “Brace for impact!” the pilot shouted, fighting the controls as the plane spiraled downward. Stephanie clutched her abdomen, her mind screaming one word: *Survive.* The Alps rushed up to meet them—jagged peaks, snow like shattered glass. The plane clipped a ridge, shearing off a wing. Metal screamed. Then, darkness.

Chapter: Will to Survive (Lena's POV) Darkness was the only thing surrounding me. It seemed alive, pushing against me on every side, the weight of it suffocating me. My body ached from the cold, damp floor. My stomach twisted in hunger, my lips cracked for want of water. I had lost all sense of time. No windows, no light, no telling whether it was day or night. The silence was deafening, broken only by the occasional distant footsteps of my captors.

It would not be submerged by the snowdrifts from the endless winter storms, and it offered easier access for foraging during utility blackouts. Even so, these advantages were still not enough. This house could not withstand temperatures like –40 °F. I could still remember the despair I had felt. I recalled vividly the searing pain, the sound of agonized cries, and the relentless hunger. The memory alone was enough to make me shudder. The apartment had three small rooms. I planned to use one of the smaller rooms as a storage space. In order to survive, I had to store supplies properly. I knew the power grid would be the first thing to fail when the frozen apocalypse hit.