Cold ~ 🍓

Gardenview has been closed.

After the ichor leak, the problems inside the studio ceased to be something that could be temporarily fixed. Some pipes started to fail, some rooms had to be completely blocked off, and further inspection revealed several more malfunctions.. Later, the work in the building was suspended... They decided to temporarily move all the toons to another location to reduce problems and so that they could also be monitored while Gardenview was undergoing repairs, as well as a complete check of all rooms, trains and other things. No one knew exactly how long it would last. Weeks? Months...? or maybe a whole year...? But it was no longer safe to stay there. On the day of the evacuation, there was an unusual fuss around the building. The boxes were being moved from the premises to the transport, the doors were constantly opening and closing, someone was checking the lists, and somewhere nearby technical equipment was constantly working. Snow was falling outside the windows, gradually hiding the paths and steps of Gardenview. Sprout was among those who were supposed to be among the last to be taken out.

The journey took longer than planned then. The snowfall intensified, and the forest road became less passable. The wheels of the transport slipped on the ice several times, forcing the drivers to move more slowly. And then there was a sharp bang. The car shook violently and everything inside began to move for a moment. The boxes moved out of their places, and the transport had to be stopped. Several people went outside to check what had happened to the car. And that's when everything went wrong.. No one noticed Sprout. Despite the fact that he was one of the tall and maine toons, he was simply overlooked.

Some time later, Sprout regained consciousness while already in the snow. The cold was getting stronger and Sprout slowly got up and looked around. There was just a forest, a snow-covered road, tire tracks, and nothing else. He followed the transport, first quickly, and THEN almost running. But the footprints became less and less noticeable. The snow was falling too fast, covering them one by one. Sprout stopped, and there was only a white road behind him.. There was a forest ahead, and he turned back.. No one... The transport had already completely disappeared, so had the others, and Sprout was left alone. Completely alone. He didn't know how much time had passed.. The minutes gradually turned into hours... He tried to find his way back several times, but each time he returned to about the same place. It was as if the forest didn't want to let him out. At some point, Sprout noticed footprints in the snow. Not tire tracks, and not his own... They started at the edge of the road and went between the trees. A few prints, then a few more... and then they stopped abruptly. Sprout kept his eyes on the snow, but he didn't follow them. Perhaps, after spending time here alone and in the cold, he started to have a little panic that escalated into something MORE than that. Sprout was getting worse and worse with every hour he spent here, his hands began to freeze completely, and gradually the color began to change to lighter tones, his body was trembling from the cold.. He didn't know how long it would take him to find someone.. After all, he lived in Gardenview, they were all not allowed to leave the building itself. Time passed slowly, and it got colder.. The cold wind was like needles cutting into his body. When it started to get dark, a faint light appeared ahead. The sprout stopped, shuddering from the cold, and its teeth began to chatter a little. There was something like a lantern among the trees. He carefully walked in that direction, the closer he got, the clearer the sound became.. Footsteps... Sprout froze, a small shudder ran through his body. The footsteps stopped, and for a few seconds there was complete silence again, and his heart was pounding like it was about to burst out of his chest.

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