Indecision

Bastian arrived at the village, a rural area that was not so populated. The surrounding area had been rained down with snow, and the area was very cold. The surroundings were full of snowy mountains and hills.

"Damn! I didn't bring a double coat," Bastian complained as his hands began to freeze. Bastian turned on the heater in the car, but it wasn't enough.

Finally, Bastian chose to pull the car over and ask one of the houses there if there was a place to stay around here.

Bastian got out of the car and saw that the snow was so thick that it filled the streets. Bastian was quite careful, stepping towards a simple house with bright lights. When he reached the door, he pressed the small bell attached to the door. Soon someone opened the door, revealing a beautiful young girl with snow-white skin.

"Can I help you?" the girl asked, looking at Bastian with some confusion.

"I'm a traveler, and I'm looking for an inn. Is there an inn around here?" asked Bastian, looking cold.

"Incidentally,