warm, summer night. Mike was making his way through the bushes of the forest. How he ended up there he doesn't remember, he was just walking and got lost. The cool breeze pleasantly stirred the curls of the guy, who for some reason was not scared. This walk with a flashlight was pleasant.

Suddenly he stopped and listened. He could hear faint singing and the sound of some soft musical instrument. The voice was quiet and soft, it was not a song, but rather a single sound, turning into a beautiful melody.

Wheeler followed the sound until he saw a clearing where a cute guy was sitting with his back to him. There was light around him. The guy came closer, quietly listening to the melody. Suddenly the guy turned around, he hardly noticed Mike in the dark, but Mike was able to make out his appearance. The guy had a deer mask on his face, and his clothes were quite unusual..