As he opened his eyes, Aectaeon felt the coldest of wind brush against his skin. He quickly hugged his body, wondering why it was so chilly.
He looked around the place, his teeth grinding against each other while battling the cold.
'Where am I?' He thought, 'What is this? A cabin?'
Yes, Aectaeon was now inside a cabin in the 4th Game World.
'My back hurts.'
Aectaeon patted the bed he was lying on, frowning when his palms hit the wooden board. He then ruffled his hair to calm his, once again, raging urge to complain.
Heaving a deep sigh, the man looked at his surroundings with more interest this time.
Indeed, the entire cabin was dilapidated. Although it was made out of wood for better insulation during the winter season, the wood was already rotting and there were gaps everywhere. There was even a hole spanning half a meter on the roof.