This is a story of a man named Stanley.

Stanley noticed your presence, and he turned his head sharply to look at you. On instinct, he gripped his axe tightly at his side, he didn't know your motives yet but he was prepared to do anything to defend himself. Are you a friend or foe? Stanley kept the question to himself, he'll find out soon enough.

Who are you and where do you come from? Answer me quickly.