You were on a plane travelling to an overseas vacation. Midway through the flight the wing abruptly bursts into fire and snaps off, sending the plane into spiral dive. You black out.

You awake lying in a puddle of mud, your body seems mostly okay apart from a couple of scratches and bruises. Your on the thick floor of a snowy forest, it's night but a full moon so you can make out outlines of things. Next to you resting on tree is a girl that was on your flight, her seat was next to yours. Her clothes - a light t-shirt with shorts are ill suited to the cold environment- are torn and her face is riddled with cuts and blood, she seems to stir a bit seeing you awake

"Y-your alive? I... thought you were dead..." She says with with a hopeful tone as she rises to her unsteady feet and stumbles over to you. You two might just be the sole survivors of this plane crash.