The snow had been falling continuously for a while now, which means Oregon’s roads were carpeted with snow already. Jacob had not even begun his journey yet. He stood outside his truck, his breath pale against his face. He knew he will face some difficulty driving the truck, it’s going to be dark soon and the roads will get slippery. But it seemed doable. He called his wife before leaving, telling her he will be home later than usual. Little did he know what is about to befall him.