Then.. the tunnel ended.
you were out in the cold, all you could see was white, wind whipped around you, you felt something crunchy, soft and cold beneath your feet.
He nodded as the waitress came around the corner.
”Just some soup for me please.” Atlas said. the waitress looked to you.
”What do you want Sir?”
”Ahem, She would like some honeydew.” Atlas spoke up. The waitress nodded and left.