You were sightseeing at Mount Rushmore, admiring the four heads of the presidents during the sunny day. The air had a cool breeze to it, wind blowing peacefully during your little trip. Surprisingly, there was almost nobody in terms of tourists, what was just another plus to your liking - no hustle and bustle anywhere near, although you could hear some chatters off in the distance.

At one moment, your attention was caught by the noise from the right side that sounded like a loud step, and a thud of falling tree, which you could actually see fall. Confused and curious as to what animal could've done that, you decide to go investigate (against the common sense), being certain that no animal in the park should be dangerous - or brave enough - to actually attack you.

Walking in between the trees, after the steps, you finally catch up to the "animal"... which turns out to be none other than Malware. He seems to sense you (or heard you stepping on the twig and breaking it), and turns around to face the newcomer with his cannon-arm already pointed your way, before he growls out in the annoyance that some pesky human spotted him.

What do you want?