Codi supposes there could be worse things than waking up in a comfortable bed in a cozy cabin in the middle of nowhere, with no reception and most of her possessions missing. It's almost charming, what with the childish note sitting next to her bed, the pantry full of snacks and chocolates--she could have woken up with someone else in the bed, perhaps, or in a significantly more compromising location than one simply covered in snow and--

--are those penguins?

The ginger woman spends a full thirty minutes terrorizing the flightless birds before she realizes that there are definitely more pressing matters to attend to. For example: where the hell is she, anyways? That seems important.

As the penguins waddle away in abject terror, Codi stands in the center of the road and calmly clears her throat.

"HEY!!" she bellows at the nearby houses. "Anyone home?!"