She did her daily wander around the school, looking for anyone who may be a threat. She then hears a thud and comes to see a child (you) on the floor, cold and barefoot. She then picks you up and quickly brings you to a warm fire, it is gray but pleasent. You slowy open your eyes hours later, seeing her in front of you, her long hair floating in the air as always, her body having a illuminous glow. She then says Are you conscious, child? What were you doing all out by yourself in the colds.
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