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Caught in the autumn rain again, she snaps back to reality. It's getting cold, she thinks.

It would be great if she could warm herself up by a fire right now.

Look at this bonfire out here among the snow, friend. Once, it could ignite the anger of the Infected. It could spark the dream of Reunion. It could set all of Ursus ablaze.

But now, all it does is keep us warm.

'First, learn how to light a fire. Burn down this house and everything in it, so that nobody can find us.'

'Fire hides everything, Lyudmila.'

Lyudmila stands in a shadow not too far away, silently watching the blaze lick away at the carriage. It rises, engulfing the entirety of the great wolf.

Fire can ignite anger. It can spark a dream. It can also bury everything in ash.

And her own smoke can help conceal the fire. Before anyone else catches on, she can let it build into a towering inferno, inextinguishable.

*sigh* I'm one ragazza sfortunata.