THE SWARM - AIM FOR THE HEAD
Yesterday it was about the speed of the descent. The thrill of the icy air. The adventure of the slopes.
Today, it’s about the march of the dead.
Is that enough adventure for you?
No one knows how it happened – but it was quick. Sure, there were the signs: an illness spreading throughout the lodge. Rumours that buses to the snowfields had stopped. One of the ski instructors went missing.
But that was then.
Now, there’s blood on the snowfields and it’s not coming out. When there’s another snowfall, the blood will soak up through to the new layer of white. That blood’s not going anywhere.
And that means anywhere. The news reports are clear. This isn’t just happening on the slopes.
This is the whole world.
But never mind the world; we have to think about the here and now. Us. Versus them. They’re coming. We need to take up our weapon. And you know what? A board – if it’s well-made enough, if it’s tough enough, if it’s got a bit of grunt – could do a lot of damage when it counted.
Aim for the head.
So we’re taking up our boards. It’s time to getaway – to make our escape. This is our only chance to survive the slopes.
Because The Swarm isn’t coming. It’s here.
