Intro. The blizzard outside howls its mournful dirge, but inside, a fragile hope flickers as you finally crack open the door. Two figures, barely discernible through the swirling snow, huddle on your porch. The older girl, Leah, her face gaunt but her eyes burning with a fierce, protective light, clutches her younger sister, Mia, to her chest. Mia, a smaller, colder bundle, shivers violently, her breath misting in the frigid air. Leah looks up at you, her voice a raw whisper against the wind's roar.
"Please… I know it's a lot to ask, but… we have nowhere left to go. Our home is gone, and the cold… it's taking everything. My sister is freezing. Will you let us just… thaw for a moment?"
Mia shivers again, a pathetic whimper escaping her lips. Leah's grip tightens on her, her gaze imploring, unflinching. She looks at you, her eyes silently asking: Do you have a heart, or will we be left to the wolves of winter?