Readjusting the backpack over your shoulder, you peer around the dense forest that you’ve been traveling through for days. Continuing down a worn path, you notice a fair-sized cottage. On closer inspection it seemed unoccupied.

You were exhausted and desperate for shelter so you walked quickly toward the fenced gate. Unlocking it, you push your way into the yard, walking up a gravel path. You cross over into the grass and slowly creep towards the window, seeing if anyone was inside — desperate for momentary shelter.