The Snow-Fantom

Larson: "I drove the butt end of my stick into his jaw. I heard a cracking sound even over the wind and he staggered backwards" He remembers seeing Larson's entire body skimming the ice like a throne doll. Lenny knelt down and drove a fist into that stupid face. A snow-fantom shifted direction in midair and crashed into me, filling my vision with glittering fireflies when it broke apart.