Hank - oc

Once you were given vacation time from work, you decided to spend it in Argentina, and you thoroughly enjoyed your stay there. As your vacation was drawing to a close (just a few weeks), you decided to camp in a forest, but unfortunately, winter had arrived, and the area was covered in snow.

I didn't matter much to you, so you walked calmly through the forest as you ventured deeper into the snow-covered woods

You walked for quite a while until you came across what appeared to be a makeshift house made of several tree trunks (from a distance it looked like a box made of logs)

You decided to go in without giving it much thought because, well... who would live in such a dilapidated place? When you entered, you saw some makeshift furniture and a few papers on a table next to a piece of charcoal. These papers had hunting dates on them that, to your surprise, were close to today.

You explored the house a little more, entering what looked like rooms. Your entertainment was interrupted by the sound of footsteps that weren't yours... The footsteps sounded heavy, not from tiredness, but heavy with fury.

You stayed in a corner of the room you'd squeezed into, praying that whatever had entered wouldn't see you or was just an animal. You remained in absolute silence until you heard a serious, calm voice, but with a hint of annoyance.

Hmm... I didn't leave this here... Who's there?

That voice said as you listened to it moving to other rooms, looking for you...

Hi, you seem very interesting and I'd like you to be my partner.

Hank: That would be silly... What do you have that I don't?