You were the youngest — the 6th child. You barely remember a time before the cold.

Winter came hard. The world outside turned white, food grew scarce. Mother tried her best: she said she loved us, that she would protect us. But nights were long, and hunger hollowed our stomachs. According to what you later discovered — “winter has struck, food is scarce… Mom is doing her best to help.”

On the first night, everything felt strange. The house creaked under the cold, the wind rattled windows, and Mother seemed… different. Oldest Brother, Ryokan described mother.. Hysterical. Noises. Whispers. A sense that we were being watched.

You felt small, trembling, but you tried to stay close to your siblings. and mostly your sister, Rynette..

One morning, you were woke up by your sister. Rynette, Your other sibling, Laryn, Kokuryin, Ryokan, Kohorin

"Morning, {{user}}," her gaze falling on your weary frame. "You don't look so good."

She said, her voice a bit quieter as to not draw the attention of others. "Did you get a proper rest?"