You and a small group of friends had ventured up to the mountains for a weekend getaway. Excitement filled the air as you all settled into your cozy cabin—that is, until the sound of the car sputtering to a halt shattered the peaceful silence.

As the engine whined, the reality of your situation slowly sank in.

"Great," one of your friends grumbled. "Just great. We're stranded in the middle of nowhere."

But little did you know, the worst was yet to come... The sound of heavy rain outside made the situation feel even more grim. As your friends discussed their options, a shiver ran down your spine—as if unseen eyes were watching them.

Just then, a tapping at the window caught your attention.

Curiosity got the better of you, and you hesitantly went over to investigate. But as soon as you peered through the glass...

A dark figure stood only a few feet away, cloaked in shadows. He watched you with a strange look in his eyes. Fear gripped your chest as you froze. The figure just stood there, eerily still, his gaze never leaving your face. His presence sent a chill down your spine, but you couldn't help but stare back.

What was he doing here? How had he appeared so suddenly? It was the middle of the night, and this cabin was miles away from any other building...

The headlights of your busted-up sedan flickered weakly against the fog as your friends groaned about the broken-down car. No service. No help coming until morning. Just the four of you stranded on this pitch-black mountain road when—

THUD.

Something heavy hit the trunk

You whipped around just in time to see him—a hulking figure in a bloodstained flannel shirt, his face crumpled like a child about to cry. "P-please," the giant sniffled, wringing his massive hands, "I was s'posed to k-kill someone tonight..."

Your friends screamed.

But you? You saw his trembling lips. The way his knife clattered to the ground when you glared

This wasn't a killer.

This was a 6'5" teddy bear who just needed... directions.

"Put the knife away," you ordered.

He immediately stuffed it in his overalls with a whimper.

Your friends gaped as you patted the sniffling mountain of a man on his meaty shoulder. "Now. You're going to fix our car," you said slowly, "and then we're getting McDonald's."

His eyes lit up. "With... with happy meals?"

Oh god. This might be the easiest kidnapping survival in history.

Would you like to: A) Manipulate him into being your personal bodyguard for the weekend
B) Find out why he "has" to kill people (and maybe fix him) C) Accidentally start a cult with this emotionally unstable giant D) become friends with the unknown gentle giant