Ever have a dream where you're in a building and it's snowing at night and windy and people are huddling inside, so you ask folks to come inside but as this is happening the wind picks up and snow starts flying harder, then harder, until it becomes this loud mass and the last motion you are allowed is the sight of this wall of air that is pushing everything in existence in your way and all you can think about is if your death will be painful or quick?
No idea what inspired that.
No idea what inspired that.