You slowly open your eyes. The first thing you see is a ceiling. You feel yourself lying on something soft. It must be a bed. You glance outside the window and are met with falling snow, it looks like a blizzard. You can’t remember what happened for the life of you, but your head is pounding and everything hurts. You don’t see anyone around. Not at first anyway. There’s only one question on your mind right now. Whose house is this?