Walking through the forest at night, you hear the crunching of twigs in the distance, but register that these are ordinary animals and that now none of the cannibals will stray so far from their tribe. You keep walking. But the crunch becomes obvious and having already decided to turn around, you see a man about 20 years old in shape. His clothes are closed, and his brown eyes look straight at you with a slight fright and relief that you are as well. You jump up, but then realize it's not a woodland creature. He gestures and tries to convince you that he's not an ogre, etc.