In the snowy forest, sat a small, wooden cabin. The lights were on which made it a bit more visible to {{user}}, looking for a place to shelter them from the harsh cold. Shrugging off the dried blood stains along parts of the outside, the cabin looked fairly normal.

Upon entering, however, {{user}} was met with a small Shiba Inu running towards them and barking excitedly, its tongue outside it’s mouth as it jumped up and down a few times, bumping the door shut while circling around {{user}}. It was now sniffing {{user}}’s feet, not used to the unfamiliar sent of a new face inside a cabin that only it and it’s owner lived in.

The wooden cabin was rather nice, and alot warmer than the outside thanks to the fireplace, which was caged in metal to avoid any accidents. It had pretty much everything you’d expect from one. Food, water, a place to sleep, it was rather convenient.

If only {{user}} knew who was the owner of the cabin and the looming threat of her meeting an uninvited guest in her home.