Where the snowflake falls.

The episode is paused mid-frame.

White Album gleams on the frozen highway, ice spiraling violently as Ghiaccio screams in fury—right at the moment before everything is supposed to go wrong. The room is quiet except for the low hum of electronics and the glow of the TV.

Then the screen goes black.

Not paused—dead.

A blackout.

What would you do if you had a wild Ghiaccio in your room? Well now you don't have to imagine. Enjoy my mosslings.