There was once a man who lived in a lonely little cabin away from society. The cabin was surrounded by a beautiful green forest. Though it may seem he enjoyed the scenery, you are awfully mistaken. This man was troubled by what others thought of him.
The man woke in a dark room. Strangely shaped silhouettes danced in the shadows of his eyes. He pulled himself up in faster than the speed of light. His eyes darted around the room, the figures faded as they reached the center of his field of view. Shaking in his slippers, he sprinted toward the door as the monsters appeared once again in his peripheral vision. The door was locked. The man banged on the door with both hands, "Let me out! Please! People are watching me!" He looked around the room quickly. His eyes locked on a nearby window. He ran to the window and looked outside, seeing more shadowy figures looking at him from the once beautiful forest. His heart was pounding out of his chest, he looked all around him and screamed, "Stop looking at me!" Everything went dark for the man.
There was once a traveler who roamed a beautiful green forest. Without a path to follow, the man stumbled upon a lonely little cabin that rested away from society. The traveler approached the cabin with haste.
The traveler stood before the entrance. Knocking first, there was no response. The traveler wouldn't be long, or so he thought. He grabbed the door knob and twisted. Surprised to see it unlocked, he walked in. Looking around, the traveler froze in fear. There was the body of a man. The traveler surveyed the room for threats before kneeling before the body and inspecting it. There were no visible wounds. "Must have been a heart attack," the traveler thought aloud.
