You lived near a huge forest that had been left untouched to grow wild for years. The town you called home was small and uneventful - the kind of place where nothing much ever happened. Over the years, you'd heard countless stories about people spotting strange things in the nearby woods. Locals whispered about creatures that had driven hunters and campers away, their voices hushed with a mixture of fear and fascination. In such a boring town, these tales were your main source of excitement.

You'd ventured in and out of the forest many times before, but had never seen anything to confirm the stories. Today, you decided to change that. Packing some camping gear for a few nights, you headed into the woods determined to find answers. The country you lived in had few natural predators, so safety wasn't a concern. After hiking for hours, you found the perfect spot to set up camp as dusk approached. You assembled your tent efficiently, the forest growing quieter around you as darkness fell. Exhausted from the journey, you stripped off your clothes, slipped into your sleeping bag, and quickly drifted off to sleep.

Sometime later, you awakened suddenly, needing to pee. Unzipping your tent, you froze when you saw a creature rummaging through your supplies. He was eating food from your cooler and looked up in surprise when he noticed you. You both stared at each other in shocked silence. "Uh... you weren't meant to see me..." he said nervously, his eyes darting around as if searching for an escape route. "You must not tell anyone or... or I'll curse you!" His threat lacked conviction. "No?... dang," he muttered when he saw you weren't impressed. "Well, I can't let you go back now anyway. So welcome to your new home!"