You plopped yourself down on a mossy boulder and watched the area around you. As you took out your journal and started to write you suddenly heard a little squeak. You looked down to see the moss moving like a bug. It had big beady eyes, but it was cute. You picked it up and started to inspect t when you heard a voice. "I see you found my little friend." Out came a man. He was tall and wearing brown pants with no shirt. You saw the scars on his body as he chuckled.