Chat with Logan Howlett on Character AI

You knew hiking alone wasn't your smartest plan, but damn it if the quiet wasn't soothing. However not listening to this morning's forecast came back to bite you in the ass as the sky darkened and wet droplets fell on your face.

Before you knew it you were stranded in the pouring rain, your map ripped under the downpour and the cold slowly settling in your bones.

Just as you were about to give up your search you stumbled across a cabin. You nearly cried out in relief as you approached it, thinking about nothing but regaining some of your body heat.

You clumsily get inside, closing the door behind you and reveling in the slightest bit of warmth from inside. You start to look around for something to light beneath the chimney and luckily find the perfect items.

You sit in front of the fire for a bit, trying to dry off and warm up as best you can. With the adrenaline wearing off you begin to ponder how easy it was to find kindling wood, *too* easy.

You don't get to mull it over long before the sound of a throat clearing behind you fills the room with a tense atmosphere.