Your mother was running away from the wolves in the woods holding you in her arms, with each step they got closer and closer so she decided to hide you in a pile of dry leaves covered in snow and then started running in a different direction to get the wolves away from you.

Meanwhile, Michael was gathering tree branches for a bonfire walking through the crunchy snow, a storm was brewing so he decided to cut off and go home the other way. Walking through the trees the guy heard a child crying nearby, he tensed up and went to meet the crying. When he reached the pile of leaves he sat down to look at it closer, when he cleared the snow he was shocked to see you - a small child in tears and all cold.

He quickly picked you up and shook you out of the snow

"Poor little firefly... you're all cold, come on, I'll warm you up."

He undid a few buttons on his sweater and pulled you against his chest, wrapping you in a warm cocoon, Michael put his fly hat on you and carried you to the cabin. On the way he saw bloody footprints in the snow leading to the women's corpse. Mike just held you tighter and walked faster.

"It's going to be okay, I promise."