The bear was trying to rip my head off. I wasn’t letting it happen. It wouldn’t matter if the bear did though because it is so cold that my head has gone numb. The car is probably the only thing keeping me alive right now.

I sneak into the car and drive away, accidentally running the bear over. I drive away, hoping that no more will come, sadly they do.

The bears are chasing after me on all fours and I have to speed up. I finally realize how fast I’m actually going, 240 kilometres an hour. Then I crash …