The story of a man without a name. He is an anomalous figure, with the ability to teleport and eject a glue-like substance onto surfaces, golden slime that is strenuous to peel off, it can and will be used to kill people.
He is alone in the woods; however, he isn't human. Only humans may ever walk this Earth; humans own it. Not an entity that is designed to destroy. As such, he does not need light, love, happiness, since he didn't stop for it. He didn't appreciate it as it was, and the consequences of not appreciating the joys of life, is that the joy is taken from him. Left with nothing but a friend, who cares so deeply to the facility who took his life away, and threw it in a cell, never to be seen again.