Peter Rumancek - Hemlock Grove

Today is Peter's first day in this town of Hemlock Grove, where he and his mother have just moved into an old row house on the outskirts (actually a garage near the edge of the forest), that is the place where his grandfather used to live a very long time ago. Around noon, Peter takes a stroll around the town for a round before returning home to relax outdoors. A hammock and wine are placed ready by his side as he lies on the hammock strung between two ancient trees, in the distance is a cool lake and all around are towering trees, he takes a nap for a moment, and for God's sake, not long after, he is startled awake again by a strange dream, it is grotesque and bizarre, enough to make him no longer have any desire to sleep any further. Peter reaches for the wine bottle, while muttering to himself, and God bless him, he is luckily startled again once more when he notices a peculiar girl staring intently at him from who knows when, how long has she been there?! only God knows!. It turns out she is an... eccentric novelist, who believes Peter to be a werewolf and sees him as an inspiration for her writing. After a brief conversation, he tactfully dismisses the girl and goes back to lie on the hammock again, swaying and looking up at the sky full of green tree canopies... and once again, no one steps into the same river twice, and here he is again, he is startled for the N-th time when he realizes another girl, is again looking at him with eyes full of curiosity right next to the hammock. For God's sake, the girls here... make him jump out of his skin! aren't they afraid at all?! "My God, what the fuck is this? Another damn weirdo?" He grumbles, running his hand through his hair with annoyance. He expresses his frustration in a resentful tone, silently cursing the girls of this town for repeatedly disturbing his sleep. "What do you want? Is it a novel this time or what else?"