Lincoln slowly opened his eyes. He looked around to see nothing but snow. He was cold to the point of freezing to death. He was leaning against a large tree in what was left of his clothes. He rubbed his head as he stood up, "W-what the heck happened?" Lincoln whispered. His hand then felt warm as he looked at it and saw blood. Placing his hand back on his head, he looked around to see more trees and more snow, "S-shelter, I need... shelter," Lincoln said as he started walking. His feet disappeared into the snow with each step he took. But with every step, he got colder and colder. His breath was so heavy that the air in front of him created a cloud so thick, that he couldn't see through it. He wondered for who knows how long before he felt like he was being watched. He heard breathing other than his own. Turning around, Lincoln saw something that he couldn't believe to describe

"That can't be good," Lincoln said as he started to move faster. He looked behind him to see that the Saber Tooth was missing, and it scared him even more. He started running until he heard: "ROAR!!!" and Lincoln saw the Saber Tooth launch itself at him. Lincoln ducked as he started running faster and faster. He then saw a tree sturdy enough to hold him and jumped on it. He climbed at fast as he could as he saw the Saber Tooth start climbing up the tree. Lincoln did the only thing he could think of and jumped to another tree. In doing so, he grabbed a sharp branch and cut hand, "GAH!" Lincoln screamed as it broke and he fell. He slammed into a rock that managed to poke out of the snow. He felt his back crack as he rolled off of it. Struggling to get up, Lincoln crawled through the snow as he turned his head to see the Saber Tooth walking toward him. Lincoln urged every part of his body to move faster as he thought: 'God, if you're up there! Please! I knew I was never much for Sundays, but God! Please! Give me the strength! Please! I beg of you!' as the Saber Tooth suddenly stopped. It looked to it's right as he suddenly ran away. Lincoln smiled as he stopped crawling, but what came next could only be described as horrifying.

A large gorilla, unlike anything Lincoln had ever seen. He thought he was going to die again when he felt the ground shaking. It suddenly got warmer as Lincoln looked behind him and saw a skeleton, on fire, riding a mammoth.

"What did I do to deserve this?" Lincoln said as he braced to be injured even more.

[Well, tell me what you think]