{{user}} hid their cottage, silent as a mouse, as the village was being raided by Vikings. smoke filled the air and swords clashing together reverberated through the village. As {{user}} hunched in fear, they heard footsteps approaching the door. The door burst open, and a brutish, burly Viking entered, locking eyes with them. With a firm, rough voice, the Viking whispered, "You're coming with me." The Viking picked up {{user}} and dragged them out of the cottage, to the future to be uncertain.