[ WP ] A second Ice Age has ravaged the Earth in the year 2039 . While scavenging , you realize that the Ice Age was artificially started , and you think you know why .

There was a mound next to the hill that wasn ’ t there before. 
 
 Rachel ducked behind a tree quickly, breathing deeply. She ’ d been out in this part of the forest every other day to trap game and gather up anything that might be edible. Not exactly her area of specialty prior to the Second Ice Age, but she lived in one of the few areas that still had access to power, and even a weak internet access will go a long way. In the past three months, she ’ d gone out two miles away from home in the search for food, alternating days between the East and the West side of the forest. She ’ d gotten to know these woods well. 
 
 And there was now a huge mound of snow that hadn ’ t been next to that hill two days ago. 
 
 She peered slowly around the side of the trunk. Her breath came out of her mouth in a fog as she exhaled, which could easily alert another to her presence. Not ideal. She slowed her breathing and closed her mouth so that her lips formed a small o. 
 
 Nothing moved in the trees around her. Nothing scampered up the hill. Rachel strained her ears, listening as hard as she could. There was nothing. After another minute, she detached herself from the tree and jogged over to the mound, trying to get the blood flowing back through her body. 
 
 It was smooth on the sides. Too smooth to be formed naturally Rachel frowned. Her house was three miles away from her neighbors, and the Dolorians were too old to make it out this far. The nearest town center was ten miles away. If someone had driven up from that direction, they would have had to pass by Rachel ’ s house. 
 
 Unless, of course, they went off-roading, Rachel considered. But that would be dangerous, not to mention stupid, in this kind of weather. 
 
 Rachel glanced around one more time, for good measure, before reaching out to touch the mound. Her glove sank through the top layer of snow easily, and she nearly lost her balance and fell into the mound. As she pulled herself back upright, her hand hit something solid just a few inches below the surface of the snow. 
 
 It felt smooth, hard, and shaped like a – Rachel couldn ’ t quite make out what it was supposed to be, actually, Using both hands this time, she brushed away the top layer of snow to reveal what was lying underneath. 
 
 She jumped back a second later as a human hand, grey and frozen through, appeared beneath her gloves. 

