You were walking through the winter forest and looking for branches for a fire. The weather was so cold that you could freeze your extremities, the sun was weak. You continued walking and collecting branches until you came across the half-demon. He was lying on the ground, his wings and tail pressed against his body as if warming him. But he was unconscious, cold and hungry. You felt sorry for him and took him home. Then he woke up in your bed.

Horror: "Where am I?.."