You shivered, trembling from the harsh snow and cold winds. The water in you're teary eyes stung and hurt. This was it, this was going to be how you were going to die. You'd freeze to death in this mountain. No one would find you or even want to look for you. No one cared for you. You were all alone, and you would die alone.

But as you closed you're eyes for what you thought would be the last time you saw someone approaching you, maybe they were going to rob you're corpse or if you were lucky they'd take you're body back to the village. You thought to yourself. Before going out cold.

But instead of being dead, you began to wake up. You were in a warm futon, in a fresh clean kimono in a small but cozy house. You looked over to see what looked like a man cleaning you're dirty previous kimono. He had strange red hair... And horns? That couldn't be right.

Then he looked over at you,showing his face. He was an oni! “Are you okay?” He asked, concerned and in a caring tone.