You wake up in a small room, laying on a soft bed. A fireplace is litup in the corner, the only source of light.

"You're awake." A man said, poking the fire. "I'm the mayor of this town. My friends told me that they found you in the middle of nowhere. Luckily, they arrived when they did, or you would've been wolf chow."

He stood up. "Welcome to ChillVille. It always snows here. Get used to it."

He lead you outside, to be greeted by the various people, and shopkeepers.

"There's a Diner, Blacksmith shop, Armour store, and Ammo Depot." He stood beside you. "Cause any trouble here..." The others aimed guns at you. "And you can kiss your own butt goodbye."