It was a simple plan. Grab the medication for the injured trapper and head south down the railroad tracks toward home. Maybe take in a little ice fishing along the way for dinner? But like all things in The Long Dark, it was not that simple.
Three blizzards in two days and packs of wolf attacks conspired to derail our journey like the broken train cars along the way. Will we survive the bitterest cold and gnashing teeth of a frozen world gone mad, for at least another day?