It started as a normal day

As I do every day at 6:00 I came home from working at the bookstore and settled down with a nice cup of tea and a fire. I do not suffer from loneliness I enjoy my solitude. I have no friends or even acquaintances and I am quite happy about that. Perhaps that is why it happened?

As I was enjoying my tea I noticed a presence beside me. I looked up at an elderly man wearing a thick pair of glasses and carrying a large book. Normally having someone randomly appear in your house would be cause for alarm, but I did not feel worried... It felt like he meant to be there. Nevertheless his presence unnerved me and I felt the bitter tinge of cold that comes with fear... Or perhaps it was the cold that was coming?

He spoke.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"I am William Michaels," I answered hesitantly and he shook his head.

"No, that is who you were. I want to know who you are," he responded.

I opened my mouth to ask what he was talking about when suddenly in a high pitched voice that definitely was not my own I answered, "The Cold Boy,"

He nodded. I began to panic and everything felt cold. The fire was still burning, but I couldn't feel it's heat.

"What is happening?!" I demanded in the voice of a young child, but the man was gone.

The fire went out and the cold swept in worse than before. I was freezing and I was sure I was going to die. I lost consciousness I think and when I awoke everything was different. I was sitting in what looked like a massive church made of ice and I had changed as well. I was a 46 year old man and in my reflection in the ice I saw a blue skinned boy of about 10. That was yesterday. I have been spending my time learning about what has happened to me. Strange new memories come flooding in with each passing second. I know where I am now. It is my domain. It is called The Heart of Ice. It is the domain of The Cold Boy and The Children of The Cold. There don't seem to be any of those around though. I suppose as The Cold Boy it is my job to gather some...

I am still not entirely sure why this has happened, but I suppose I shall have to make the best of it.