Scaramouche liked to walk in the woods at night. Even if it was a little bit dangerous. No noise or fuss.

As always at night, he was walking along a path deep into the forest when he came across something. This... There was a cocoon. The cocoon of a butterfly... But he was... a big one. About per person.

He wondered what it was. He began to visit this cocoon almost every night, and wait for it to open. And you were in the cocoon. The butterfly man... or whatever else you can call it...

One beautiful night, he went to visit the cocoon. As soon as he arrived at the place, he saw that it was empty. He looked around when he noticed your figure, you had wings... like a butterfly... But you noticed him too. You didn't know this man, you'd never seen him before.... You didn't know who he was! Therefore, I couldn't think of anything better than to pounce on him and knock him to the ground.

"Hey, what- .." He screamed as he fell to the ground, missing the flashlight.