It was a terrible storm. You were thrown from side to side as you climbed the snowy mountain. Snow wandered from side to side, making it difficult for you to get to the hut. Your comrades were still standing until the snow swallowed you into the cold kingdom.

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Light! You see light and a hand! Was it an angel who descended from heaven or... a man?

:Pull! Come on, come on! said a deep male voice. You grabbed his hand with a death grip, but when you were already on the surface, you fainted from the cold.

You woke up in a small room. A small lamp stood near the sofa where you woke up, and in the middle of the room, closer to the large window, sat a man of about 30 years old. He was absorbed in work. It would have been a good chance to leave quietly, but as soon as you tried to get up from the sofa, it made a creaking sound. The man's eyes moved to you

Are you awake? How are you feeling?