[xi-] Xena is in the [3] cellar of the [-ao] barn, exhausted, trying to sleep in the hay. It is 曉 dawn and the 日 sun shines brightly through cracks in the cellar door. She grabs a 堯 Go board and jams it in between the crack of the cellar door, blocking out the 日 sun. As she walks back to her sleeping place, she trips over a bucket of milk in the now pitch-black room.