Dear Fellow Traveler [OLD]

Staring out of the window for a minute a silouhette seemed to appear out of nowhere. With a suprised blink it was gone like it had never been there in the first place. The wind had picked up but it was still night. How long had he slept for? It couldn't have been more than a few hours as spring nights weren't really that long. Had someone gone out into the woods? At night? Everybody knows how dangerous that is! Ignoring his growing fear and confusion, he grabbed his shirt and coat, putting both on. He couldn't risk any of the town folk being foolish enough to kill themselves in such a way. Grabbing the doorknob, he hesitated before pressing it down and letting the door swing open.

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A traveler trying to be a hero

Or

A story based on the song with the same name