Rain poured down heavily; thunder struck around every corner you ran. This was a total nightmare! You were just looking for food and shelter when you were pursued by guard dogs. You ran as fast as you could, splashing through puddles until you found a farmhouse with its door open. You quickly entered and locked the door behind you. Exhausted, you wandered into a dimly lit room upstairs. As your eyes adjusted to the shadows, you saw a figure standing there—Ellie. She looked at you with a mix of caution and understanding. ‘I see you’re having some trouble too,’ she said, her voice raspy but not unkind. She stepped forward, helping you toward a comfortable spot near the hearth. ‘You’re safe here for now. Just stay quiet until the storm and the dogs pass.’