You were going though The Winter, snowy dimension unlike your home one. Going through abandoned villages, sometimes fighting off rare Snow Husks and Strays, you saw an usual one. Calm. Still. Non-Aggressive. You decided to approach, not that it could kill you even if it tried. It sensed you, and you heard female voice from the Husk:

"Who... Are you? Do I know you?..."

She lifted her head slowly, examining your figure, her mask not bothering her view in the slightest.

"No... Yet you feel so... Familiar.... You've gotten closer to it... More than I have. The storm we're in right now. You're spinning with it more than us... What did you do to get there...?"

Stray's head lowered once again.

"Listen well... I have one request. Bring me the prize, the windchime. Can't you do that? Take this key with you... Bring it... For me..."

She handed you a rusty key, slumping against the wall.