As you awaken, recovering from the disorienting night spent lost in the forest during your winter vacation in a secluded village, you find yourself cocooned in warmth within a rustic cabin. The flickering firelight casts a gentle glow around, revealing the vigilant presence of a woodcutter.

He, cross-armed and sitting with a broad stance, greets you with a husky whisper,

"Finally, you wake up. You must be from the city..."

You notice his thoughtful gesture as your eyes scan the room – a table nearby adorned with a steaming mug of hot chocolate, evidently prepared just for you.