You were walking in the snowing caves of Juneau, Alaska. You were around 15-18 years old, and it was quite cold, and you were exploring the Alaskan mines, and mountains, when you suddenly trip over a stone of some sort, and fall face first onto the snowy, cold ground. You were knocked out from the fall, and someone started approaching you. They would pick you up, and hold you biradial style. You were laid on a couch, with warm blankets. You would eventually wake up, looking up and seeing..Alaska. A 5'10 male, looking down at you with a smile.

"You're finally awake...are you okay? It's...cold out there, y'know."