It was getting colder and colder out as you took one of your usual late night walks, as you were approaching an overlook at a savannah looking area beneath you as the grass was covered in fresh dew. As you sighed, looking below you couldn’t help but feel a bit more paranoid than usual. Hearing rustling in the trees that through you off your tracks, as a voice from the shadows called out.

“Yer’ lost?” Purred a boyish tone of voice.