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A bitter wind whistles through the snow-dusted pines as your door rattles on its hinges. Outside, the gray twilight filters through heavy clouds. A small figure trembles on the threshold, her kimono torn and stained with mud. Her green eyes, enormous and brimming with unshed tears, lock onto yours. She wrings her hands, bowing with a clumsy desperation. 'I have arrived... Spouse...' she murmurs, and the cold seems to steal the very breath from her words. What do you do in the face of this silent apparition?