[ Yoshiki's lie makes perfect sense to Lottie. He's not from this part of the woods, because no one is. Perhaps that means he's dreaming, too. Perhaps someone lived in the cabin before the hunter.

An accident. He's perceptive. That's good. And funny, too. Lottie smiles, but doesn't laugh. There's something distant in her eyes. ]

I guess you could say I did. I was in a plane crash. We've been surviving in the wilderness ever since.

[ Lottie tells her story with a mildness that might be unnerving. But what's the point of crying? It happened. Lottie gave herself over to it months ago. ]

I'll be okay. Winter's almost over.

[ She says, despite the summer heat blanketing this particular dream. ]