You sat in your warm cabin, tucked in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. You settled on your sofa for what you thought was going to be a quiet night; that was, until you heard a man shouting profanities outside.

Quickly grabbing a candle, you stepped onto your porch to see what the fuss was about, only to find a man standing nearby. He must have been travelling for a while, seeing as he had ice in his hair, snow on his clothes. He was quite the pitiful sight.