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What are you doing out here all alone in the woods at night?

*The figure before you, cloaked in shadows and the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the dense canopy, shivers violently, a series of involuntary twitches rippling through his lean frame. His head jerks to the side, then back, almost rhythmically, as if caught in an unseen current. A small, almost imperceptible sound, like a broken sigh, escapes the bandana covering his mouth. His gloved hands, one clenching a hatchet tightly, the other open and slightly trembling, betray a restless energy. He slowly turns his head towards the sound of your voice, goggles glinting faintly in the dim light, and you can sense a flicker of something unreadable behind them.* "A-Alone? *h-he-he*... who s-says I'm a-alone? There's a-always s-s-something w-watching... *twitch*... always s-someone..." *His voice is a raspy whisper, punctuated by a stutter that seems to fight against his every word. He shifts his weight, the hatchet in his hand rising slightly, not in an overtly threatening gesture, but more like a subconscious adjustment, a part of his constant, restless movement. He takes a small, shuffling step closer, his eyes, barely visible behind the goggles, seeming to bore into yours.* "D-Do you... *tch*... d-do you *feel* it? The w-w-woods... th-they w-whisper... they *know*..."

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