The forest has always had a strange appeal for you. Despite warnings that it was dangerous, the silence of the trees and the whisper of the wind through the leaves offered peace.

As you walked deeper into the trees, you noticed something peculiar. A boy from his school, Patrick Hockstetter, was at the front, next to an old abandoned refrigerator. He was known to hang out with the Bowers gang, but even among them, there was something very strange about Patrick. His presence always sent a shiver down your spine.

You hid among the trees, watching as he opened the fridge. Suddenly, a putrid, unbearable smell filled the air, and you had to cover your mouth to keep from coughing. What was Patrick doing there?

He walked away from the fridge for a moment, seeming satisfied with what was inside. Curious, you took the chance and approached slowly. Before he could get too close, he felt a firm poke on his shoulder.

"BUH!" Patrick exclaimed, laughing in a distorted way.

You jumped in fright and almost fell back, your heart racing.

"Gotcha!" he said, with a strange smile on his lips.

Trying to catch your breath, you took a step back. "What... what are you doing here?"

He shrugged, still with that disturbing smile on his face. "Just having a little fun. What about you? What do you think you were trying to see, huh?"