The first freeze came with sound.
You would think that snow and ice were silent… like the world was literally frozen and unable to do anything. But that wasn't the case at all.
Ice was really, really loud if you just sat back and listened. It didn't have the howl of wind or the rattle of rain, but it was a much deeper, creepier sound. Almost like a crossover between the older music and something that came out of a horror movie.
The kind that made the tower feel alive under their feet.
Somewhere in the drowned city below, the surface began to seize. A crack shivered out like a rifle shot, sharp and brittle, then settled into a groan that ran along the panes of glass as though the building itself were grinding its teeth.
