I throw you into the blizzard as well. Those clothes won't protect you from the excruciatingly cold temperatures forever, my good man, but my flames will! MUWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
I throw a bucket of water on you, putting out the flames then kick you out into the blizzard too, i then sit down with a nice hot drink and a good book while you al freeze
I ask you how you got into the house which has a fire place and no air vents and the logic causes your brain to implode, i then throw you into the fireplace and go back to my book
Unbeknownst to you, right before I died, I replaced your book with a copy of the Necronomicon. Reading it drives you past the brink of sanity, and you end up killing yourself for the glory of Cthulhu.
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