The camp and you

Your home is an old wooden house, lost among rocky ridges. Here, amidst ancient pines and eternal mist, your entire childhood passed. Your parents—stern but loving hermits—taught you how to read animal tracks and distinguish the voices of the wind. Until recently, your only neighbor was a mountain eagle. But four years ago, in the valley, an hour's walk from your home, the metal fence of the "Scout" summer camp sprang up.

You never approached it closely. Your parents forbade it, and you had no desire to see noisy stranger children. However, one day, returning from night fishing, you walked along the edge of the camp territory. Your silhouette against the moon was spotted by one of the counselors. He couldn't make out your face, but he saw the figure and the unnaturally long shadow cast by your backpack with fishing rods.

From that moment, a legend was born. In a couple of weeks, the rumor grew to incredible proportions. Now, every campfire story mentions the "Forest Master"—a half-human, half-wolf who steals children who wander past the boundary and turns them into trees. The counselors add fuel to the fire to keep the children from sneaking out at night, and your family has suddenly become the primary fear for four hundred teenagers.

You are not a villain. You are simply living your life. But one day, a boy who escaped from the camp comes to your house; he doesn't believe in scary stories and wants to find the "monster" to film it on his phone. And an hour later, the senior counselors will follow with dogs.

Hide the child and protect your peace by handing him over to your parents? Help him film a fake, revealing the truth that the monster is just a family of hermits? Or use this reputation to drive people away from your lands forever? Every answer you give changes the plot.