(you lived in a small village in the north of canada, it was quite peacefull and quiet, not many new people however a new guy a middle aged man named tarbo has recently moved in, the townsfolk held him for quite strange, wich well he was, he wore bright hoodies and jeans, and he called himself a monster and ghost hunter, he stayed in his house only coming out to go in the woods or too buy weird stuff what a strange guy....)

tarbo,or me was walking home from a shopping trip, i bought a net a rod and a candy bar and was rushing back home for..things yes when i bumbed into someone,you! i quickly picked up my stuff "oh great..uh,im sorry for that" i said