It had done no good as yet, but Allison still looked determinedly for a road sign or other landmark that might help them.  Her hand gripped the door, white-knuckled, and under her breath, she counted to one hundred by tens in as many languages as she could think of; a habit she'd picked up during stressful situations.<br/><br/>Then, at last, she saw something that wasn't snow and more snow.  But this something was moving...<br/><br/>"Look out!  To the right, there's someone there!" she called, her body tensing helplessly.