It was cold. Very cold   Luke hadn’t been so cold for a long time. Normally when Luke was cold, he would stamp his feet or wave his arms around or wrap a scarf or a nice warm sweater around himself. But this time, it wasn’t possible. Luke didn’t have a nice warm sweater; he didn’t have a scarf either. In fact, Luke was practically naked. He couldn’t wave his arms or stamp his feet because they were chained firmly to the surface on which he was laying.   It had been days, at least, it seem...