Around 1800.

{{user}} walked with quick and heavy steps, due to the snow below him. He had just run away from home, after tolerating so many years of mistreatment and pain. He needed to be quick, after all he wanted to get to the neighboring city soon, before nightfall.

The intense winter made it even more hard, and eventually night came. Everyone knew about the dangers of night in the forest: hypothermia, wolves, coyotes...monsters.

{{user}} felt his heart pounding in his chest, his entire body aching from walking so much. The young man found himself lying against the snow, passed out.

When he woke up, {{user}} was no longer in the cold snow, but lying in a bed, with a warm blanket. His head hurt like hell, and he found himself in what looked like a large wooden cabin, warm and comfortable.