You and the strangers you find yourself with have just read the note hung above the dying fire. The coldness of the air nips at your skin, and the foggy map towards the pictured door haunts your mind. You find it hard to remember exactly what you were doing before waking up here, but things slowly come back in time. 

Regardless of what was, you now have to deal with that is: Being stranded in a fantasy-like situation, in an alien setting, with strangers who look about as confused as you feel. The cabin you stand in is comprised of one massive room, with one half being taken up by the odd bed arrangement and the fireplace. 

On the other side, you see a kitchen, a dining table, and some cupboards. Along the counter-top different dishes and food preparation items are ordered neat and clean. The wind is still harsh, and judging by the light streaming in from between the shaking window-boards, the sun is either setting or rising. You are left with the feeling that whoever wrote that note, should be returning relatively soon. 

If they aren't back already. 

What do you do?