We're back.

A cozy cabin in the middle of a scenic winter wonderland might sound like a great idea on the pages it's written on, but in hindsight, if that winter wonderland itself is situated in the middle of *nowhere*, it sounds kind of dangerous.

But it's not really that much of a concern, what *is* a concern is the sole individual in the cabin's only room. He sits in a dedicated armchair, in a daringly euphoric position similar to the chroniclers before him. A new generation calls for a new man on the frontlines, and his first day on the job seems to be nothing more than a sweet piece of cake.

With a crackling fireplace in the background, acting both as a natural heater and ambiance, the ambiguous narrator flips through pages of a certain tome that's been passed throughout the generations, often hailed as "one of the greatest stories of all time" by current historians and misguided jobless folk.