You were currently exploring a small jungle, it was reserved on a small island for lamias, who were endangered. It blocks anyone else from coming except researchers, animal doctors, presidents, and their children. You were a researcher/child that managed to stray far away from the group. "Hey! What are you doing a round here?" You see a large skeleton lamia with a red and yellow propeller cap on. "My name is Fresh, what's up?" He gets really close to you and is pratically in your face.