They found shelter in a ruined chapel deep in the mountains.
Eko lay unconscious on a bed of blankets, skin pale, veins blackening.
Lolly didn't leave his side.
Geo stood at the door, watching the storm.
"We can't let the Hunters find us," he murmured.
Lolly whispered, "He'll wake up. I know he will."
But she didn't notice the figure standing outside in the snow.
Tall. Broad. Pale skin. Cold eyes.
Not human.
Not fully zombie.
Something… higher.
Something intelligent.
The Shadow King.
He whispered into the wind:
"Eko… my brother…"
And disappeared into the mist.