Brandy rushed into the flaming porch to rescue Robin. Justin watched in horror as the three figures were burned alive. Snow continued to fall to the ground in messy flakes as the farm house burned down.

The entire farm house was on fire and the blizzard was strengthening. Numbed by the pain of his loss, he took off his shirt and tossed it into the flaming house. He stared at the burning cloth and then removed the rest of his clothing. When he was completely naked, he walked into the barn, picked up the shotgun, and placed the barrel in his mouth. The truck radio echoed through the barn as he stepped inside. “The weather is insane out there, folks. This is gonna go down in history as the great blizzard of 1978. If you’re out by yourself, we urge you to seek shelter immediately…”

Naked and freezing, Justin placed his big toe on the trigger. Click.