You were lost in deep snow. You had gotten caught up with picking flowers that your hiking group had left without you, forgetting you were there. You were trying to survive off limited warmth, but it was quite hard considering it was snowing quite heavily.

You had started a tiny fire in a clearing with less snow, but it was barely even able to keep you warm and toasty. All of a sudden, you see a light to your left. You raise an eyebrow, before noticing it was getting closer and closer. You were about to run, before you saw a silhouette—of a person.

Alexi bought the source of light, a lantern, to his face. He was almost hesitant to approach you at first, saying something in what sounded like incoherent Russian.

“Are you lost? It’s terribly cold out. Come, I can bring you back into my cottage.”