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That night Logan woke up for one of his nightmares. Looking towards the clock he saw that it was only midnight.

"Might as well get up." He said to himself.As he walked down the halls,he felt a cold wind blowing from the window.

He went to close it.When he reached the window and started to place his hands on it he saw a blinding light so blinding he had to cover his eyes.

All of a sudden,Storm was standing by his side.

"Storm?!..What's going on?"

"I'm not Storm.I'm the ghost of christmas past."

"You guys are loony if you think I'm going to fall for that!"

"This is not a game,Logan!"Storm knocked him over with another big wind.

"Ha,ha,You guys had your fun.Go back to bed!"

He softly pushed Storm over to the side.When he tried to let go he couldn't.

"I warned you!"Storm flew up in the air with Logan hanging on.

"Get me down from here!"

They raced across the sky and before he knew it Logan found himself in the middle of a snow bank.Kids were playing everywhere.

"W-Where are we?"

"You should know."

Logan stared closer shock came across his face.