Wilbur was walking through the outskirts of L’Manburg, simply minding his own business, when he spotted some Enderman particles floating around in a little forest patch off the path. Wilbur curiously peaked around a tree, making sure to hide himself, when he saw you. there you were, an Enderman. unknowingly picking flowers in a secluded part of the forest, and completely unaware that Wilbur was watching, and being careful not to make any sound. That was… until he stepped on a twig.