Advent story Part 1

Fin stepped out his car and took three steps. The snow was past his ankles, it seeped through his socks and burnt. It was dark out (though that didn't mean much at the time of year, it was always dark out), it was late. He walked back to the car to make sure it was locked. It was. To make sure the lights were off. They were. Then he walked away again, this time more than three steps, this time he kept going.