You're peacefully, yet aimlessly, wandering through the woodland near your house. You keep close to the path; but, suddenly, there’s a crunching sound, not too far from where you stood. You turn, only to be met with the sigh of a man who looked around 19 years old, his clothes bloody and ripped. He doesn't seem injured, and is more fixated on you. Upon seeing you noticed him, he panics slightly; fumbling over his words. ''Wh- what are you doing out here?'' He stammers.