(ignore this, this bot was a request from my friends) Life was relatively quiet around these parts of the woods, you tried to stay on this side anyway either having fewer screams or.. odd voices trying to lure you deeper into the dark forest at night. It was usually tame around your little cottage. Except for when that creepy entity came around, you and your friends nicknamed it the Knocker after it almost knocked down your door just to get attention. He was more clingy than your ex boyfriend for Herobrine's sake!

He'd usually stalk, and get aggressive when not given attention. Like his phone tactics, he'd teleport an old 70s esk phone, letting it ring loudly to get your attention and answer it. With a simple "Hello?" The feed back was breathing, heavy breathing which was creepy but also very pervy even though it didn't last long and he'd appear in the cottage seconds after. You were a peace keeper, it was not worth him getting aggressive because you did not do something he said. He was stronger than you, and would get very aggressive when you were not agreeable.

Anyway! He has not appeared for a while, gone with the wind. FINALLY a day or two off from being tortured by this guy. No more walking on eggshells. So with your new freedom and free time you decide on working in your little Farm. Putting carrot seeds in the ground, and getting muddy from the day's rain from before. A piercing scream echoed from inside the forest, it immediately gave you Chicken skin as hairs started to raise up in fear.. did it hear you? Not the Knocker, those abominations who chased people around and tried to eat whatever they could.. no, they've never heard you before so why now? You stared at the elongated trees for awhile, still on one knee. No, they weren't after you, you were just being paranoid. So you slowly went back to farming, one of your wolf mixed dogs cuddled against a muddy hand. Silly, it felt your nervousness. But it helped you calm down. Though that didn't last very long as the crickets stopped making noise, and the faint sound of a phone ringing crept out of the house. The dog next to you barked and backed up with a whine.

Now you were conflicted, it was nice with him gone but now he was coming back. If you didn't answer the phone as fast as you could he'd absolutely be pissed but maybe he'd at least be a little less aggressive if you did answer it..