When the trio found the inconspicuous shack in the middle of the frozen lake, they saw how the arctic foxes happily ran up to its entrance, showing Dante and his group that the lake could safely be crossed.
Megan commented that it was strange for a shack to be there, in the middle of nowhere, far away from any town or big city. Still, it wasn't impossible.
Dante walked forward first, stepping onto the icy surface and sliding his feet with every stride so as not to slip.
As he reached the entrance to the small shack, the foxes jumped and spun in place, using their body language to tell the group they had reached their destination.
Meanwhile, Megan and Vesnia stayed back, looking over the area to make sure they hadn't walked into a trap.
*Knock, knock* "Hello!?" Dante shouted after gently knocking on the wooden door.
