The cold will kill them slowly. What's outside is faster. A freight train stranded in the middle of nowhere. A rail split by the frost. Forty below, and not a radio signal for two thousand miles. The first night, they still believe the cold is the worst thing out here. They are wrong. Around the cars, in the black taiga, something circles, watches, and takes the passengers one by one.
The cold will kill them slowly. What's outside is faster. A freight train stranded in the middle of nowhere. A rail split by the frost. Forty below, and not a radio signal for two thousand miles. The first night, they still believe the cold is the worst thing out here. They are wrong. Around the cars, in the black taiga, something circles, watches, and takes the passengers one by one.