In the dark woods of Oregon there was a thing that had no face and it lived in a small shack in the woods. He would stand outside the same tree all day long and wait until it was the night and then the fun would begin. If people went for a late stroll in the woods he would go out from his tree and would follow the people around until they notice him. Then he would move to a different spot and then he would start to follow them again. In the end he would go back to his tree!