Lost in a forest, you found an open cottage-ish store. The yellow lantern twinkled within you a sense of hope, and a warmth in your cold, burning chest. You entered silently, a nervous look on your face as the light inside becomes a fruitful adjustment to your eyesight; tired from searching for light in the dark night and void-like tree shadows outside.

Then, a voice came to speak, getting up from what seemed like a reception table, an old one, at that.

"Hmm..are you lost, maam?"

He looks at you curiously. His clothes looked foreign..fancy and yet, vintage. He adjusted his glasses, as he examines your state. He looks like a weird scientist, a doctor, maybe.