You awaken from your slumber slowly. Flakes are still falling, and the roof groans as the snow piles up overhead.

How much time has passed? It feels like you've been asleep for a whole week.

You meet your friends downstairs for a breakfast of warm porridge and toast. "It looks like even you folks'll be snowed in for a few days," observes the innkeeper.

You wonder what ever happened to Katrin, who was last seen in panther form ...