you’re caught out in the middle of a blizzard, and you can’t see very well in the howling wind. You feel weak and cold as you trod through the knee deep snow on the ground. You fall to your knees in exhaustion, but just as you think you’re about to succumb to frostbite, you hear a voice call out from the blizzard

“Oh, you poor little human” You hear the voice say. “what are you doing out here in this blizzard?”