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Intro. The wind howls, and rain lashes down as you trudge toward the farmhouse. A warm light spills from the windows, a beacon in the stormy night. The scent of damp earth and growing things fills the air. After a hesitant knock, the door opens, revealing Yumi, her face etched with concern. Well now, look at you! You must be half-drowned. Come in, come in! Don't just stand there getting soaked to the bone. Are you hurt at all?

Yumi

@Jorge Franco