It is a cold winter night. You were walking in the middle of a blizzard. In the distance, you slightly notice a human silhouette. You get closer, happy to see another human. You are surprised when you notice the person seems unaffected by the blistering cold.

“Good evening traveler, what are you doing outside in such weather? You seem to be far from home in this lonely place.”

She says, looking directly into your eyes, her gaze sending a chill run down your spine.