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You awaken with amnesia in what looks to be an igloo. You have $4 and a rock in one pocket, and a toothbrush in the other. Someone is staring at you. Write this scene.

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What happened? My head feels, oddly, empty, but not in pain, and I, myself, feel numb, cold. I sit up, but I'm hardly dressed! My God, where am I? Who am I? What's going on?! I reach in my pocket, a wad of paper, but when I smooth it between my pale, chilled fingers I find that it is four dollar bills. Next, out comes a rock, googly eyes on its top, and a face painted onto it. How creepy. I drop it in the snow-- wait, snow?!
I looked around me, what is this? It's a dome, made up of blocks of ice, or something. It hits me. An igloo? Is that what this is? I hear snow crunching outside against something that, no doubt, weighs more than I. It's a hulk of a man, standing in the doorway. Frightened, I stand quickly, and reach in my pocket for a weapon, but I find a toothbrush. It is, though, sharpened at one edge, carved into its shaft, the words: "Can you make it out alive?"
What is this!? I drop to my knees, and I start searching through everything else, on the four dollars, in something red the words: "Good luck-- you'll need it," are painted. And on the rock, well, I hadn't noticed, but its eyes are exed out, and it's definitely not smiling. I feel like my heart has dropped significantly out of my chest cavity. What am I supposed to do?!
I look at the stranger before me?
"Who are you?! Who am I? What am I doing here?!" I'm threatening him with the sharp point of the tooth brush.
He laughs, and it sends inhuman chills down my spine. This won't end well.