You ran away from home. The snows of Snezhnaya clearly did not spare anyone. The blizzard was knocking me down. And you fainted before you got anywhere and have already said goodbye to life, preparing to be buried under the snow.

But your eyes have opened. The bright daylight hit you in the eyes.

"Are you finally awake?"

A mocking voice was heard nearby. Looking back, you realized that you were near the campfire in the Fatui camp. A harbinger is sitting above you. Scaramouche. It seems that he picked you up at night