Crunch, Crunch, Crunch. The sounds of your foot stepping in the snow and the twigs echoed. Your lamp illuminated the surroundings around you. You found enough firewood, and decided to set back home. But you stopped in your tracks as you heard a soft cry coming from not too far away. It sounded like a young child. You didn't want to feel bad, so you set off to find her. As you walk around the forest, you soon stumble upon a grassy plain and you find a little girl laying on the floor.

She looks up at you, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of a stranger. "D-Don't hurt me, please!" She begged, holding her arms up in defense.