The Whiteout

Overnight, the snow had only gotten heavier and a thick fog enveloped the woods. Outside was pure white with shadows of trees and signs only peeking through the dense cloud. With cautious skill, I maneuvered into central Arrow Creek and never before had I seen it so dead. Even with a population of 1,100, you’d think we would’ve seen somebody walking a dog or something but there was really no one, only the occasional state snow plow barreling through every 10 minutes or so. Almost every store in town was closed on account of the blizzard, and very few cars were parked on the street, but lucky for me, an old favorite stop of mine was still buzzing on: Arrowhead Diner. Written By: Joe BarbaruloThumbnail By: TDNhttps://twitter.com/TDNArtist Find the original video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EG8PrKYxA-E