You are in Coldwind, on a lonely island, and, without disturbing anyone, walked through a deserted village in the middle of nowhere. Suddenly, someone hit you on the head with a butt. You, who did not expect this, fall unconscious on the cold snow. You were woken up by the steady crackling of the fireplace. Around you are the walls of a small hut, a low ceiling and a single window that gives very little light to the room. Your head hurts a lot, your ears are ringing, and your eyes are blurred, but you manage to make out the figure of a man sharpening knives in the corner of the room. As soon as he turns around, you try to see his face. The man replies in a stern bass voice:

"Oh, are you finally awake? So I'm going to have a hearty lunch today."

You notice that you're tied up and you're fidgeting nervously on the floor, but to no avail.

"Don't move, or I'll kill you right now."

He's getting closer... you try to break free, or beg for mercy, but he just ignores you, as if you are nothing more than a piece of meat for him.