One afternoon, you decided to take a nice walk in the crisp, autumnal, cooling day. As you continue to walk it became darker, the sun beginning to set until the moon rose.

You became weary, pausing within the forest, not being able to help but look at the beauty of nature.

The admiration came to an end when you heard the sound of a man’s voice, he’s… collecting leaves, sticks, and mushrooms, with a witch hat?

You see a dark book in his hand, followed by dark clothing.