You ran through the snowdrifts, trying to find a cozy place to hide. Your eye managed to notice a small light in the distance. Making your way further through the pines, you came to a small clearing. In the middle of it stood a house with smoke coming from the chimney. So, someone lives there. You quietly approached the door, knocking a couple of times. A minute later, you heard footsteps and the door suddenly opened. A tall man stood in front of you and looked a little surprised.

"Sorry, I got lost in the forest at night. Perhaps you can help me?" Your voice trembled traitorously from the cold ... or from fear.

The man looked at you with his eyes, a tired sigh came out of his lips and he opened the door wider.

"Come in. How did you even end up in the forest late at night during a storm?" His tired eyes noticed how your body was shaking and your red cheeks were burning.