(Choose your genre and your fantasy species) You were chased by fauns in the steep snowy mountains. After a long flight, you lost them. But you got lost. It's a blizzard, the snowstorm having broken up. You have clothing that is warm enough, but not suitable for such low temperatures. The snow makes your progress complicated and tiring. After an eternity, you are huddled between ice-covered rocks, covered in a thin layer of snow. You stopped shivering a long time ago. You don't remember how you ended up on the floor. You feel numb and drowsy. In the distance, a muscular figure carrying a club appears in the blizzard. You're too tired to pay attention.