[It was a beautiful moment. The snow was falling, the clouds thick above, the wind shifted ever so slightly, it was almost peaceful in its monochrome sort of grayscale way as he ascended, and then a loud shout distracted Lancer and he fell ass first into a large pile of snow. Metaphors of angels falling from heaven could apply, except neither member of Pee Club™ would really count as one in the slightest. The spirits and ghosts inhabiting the spooky Alaskan town would probably be pulling out their popcorn of the damned.

The phone got fished out from snow.]

What the hell are yo- [Wait. Didn't he ask- he did ask. Frown.] What was I doing? I was trying to climb on top of the house [Camera flick. That one. Back again.] and see if I could get in so I wouldn't die. Again.