He looked like he had completely forgotten the long, freezing walk we had to makein order to get here.Maybe I should have tried being more narcissistic, it was like he would have beenable to cure himself of cancer just by designing a hole in a wall and thencongratulating himself for it.Edward came and sat down next to me and said “Do you like our altar? Good thing itwas so close. We do Black Masses in here.”Edward was a Satanist, he and a group of other people came here to ask Satan forthings. Possessions they wished to have, good fortune for themselves or theirfamily, to put curses on their enemies, financial gain, etc.“Yeah it’s pretty nice. Decently big.” I was not all there; I think my brain had frozenduring the walk.Edward and I were on our way to my sister’s house to visit for Christmas.I was driving, with Edward riding shotgun. We were on the highway, it was 9 o’clockat night and the roads were dangerously icy.We were essentially in the middle of nowhere (Edward had this altar here so itcouldn’t really be considered nowhere.)We were driving along at around 30 mph due to the ice and snow, when a deer ranacross the road and I swerved slightly to avoid it, I began to slide sideway andfinally started spinning off of the road. The car finally met the grass, but not before the back of the right side met a treeand they exchanged hateful words with each other. The car was un-driveable, and the lights of civilization were nowhere to be found onthe horizon.Edward, after overcoming the shock, realized the tree we hit was a landmark tosignify where to turn off and find the altar, so we made our way there.Neither of our cell phones could find a signal so the altar was our only option untilwe could find one.“After I warm up a bit I’m going to go and search for a signal.” Edward saidsuddenly, startling me out of my blank, brain-dead stare.“Good idea, we’ll take turns.” I farted through my dry throat; the mouth breathing Ihad to do on the way over here due to my runny nose had made my throatunbearably dry.We sat and talked a bit about what we were going to do, and about how worried mysister was going to be before he finally got up to go signal searching outside.“I’ll be back in a few; I can’t stay out there too long.” With that, he rolled the dooropen and slid outside, I got up and shut it behind him.I sat back down and thought about my sister some more, about how worried sheprobably was, we should have already been there an hour ago.After about 10 minutes there was a frantic knocking on the stone door, I arose andslid it open.Edward dove in like an action hero, he rolled onto his back and looked up at me. Hiseyes were huge and his face was whiter than the fresh snow that covered his shirt.