Jennifer: Today I'm going to read you The Frightening Hunter! I wrote it yesterday!
Deer Sockpuppet: Read it! Read it!
Jennifer: This is the story of a hunter. The hunter is tall and muscly and of great frame. He can twist steel rebar with his bare hands, and no one can lift his arms up by a hair's thickness and escape from him.
Jennifer: The hunter lives in the campsite, deep in the woods. He would slaughter every living thing that breaks into his territory.
Jennifer: One day, a group of college students came into the forest.
Jennifer: They enjoyed their time there, drinking and dancing. When it comes to the night, the strongest of them disappeared.
Deer Sockpuppet: Oh? Where did he go?
Jennifer: The hunter killed him! He hung the boy's head on the tree and turned to the girl with the blonde hair.
Deer Sockpuppet: Oh!
Jennifer: She also soon breathed her last breath. The third victim is the clumsy short guy, followed by the nerdy tall guy.
Jennifer: At last, the hunter came up to our protagonist, the kind, naive girl.
Deer Sockpuppet: That was the first story she ever told me.
Deer Sockpuppet: An intriguing, interesting story.
Jennifer: This is a story of Jessica.
Deer Sockpuppet: How nice! You are here again. It's been a month since you last showed up here.
Jennifer: Just like the character we've seen in the movies, she is a kind, introvert, virtuous girl.
Jennifer: The friends of hers took her to a beautiful campsite next to a lovely lake. This would be the perfect place for a swimsuit party.
Deer Sockpuppet: You've grown taller. Can you get up so I can see better?
Jennifer: What they didn't know is that, deep in the water, a defeated, evil army is in hiding.
Deer Sockpuppet: Why are you frowning?
Jennifer: Countless demonic war beasts were roaring restlessly to be unleashed, and an evil plan has been hatched. A massacre was about to take place.
Deer Sockpuppet: What can I do to make you feel better, Jennifer?
Jennifer: Yes, a nightmare indeed. Jessica ran as fast as she could, kept pushing herself to go faster and faster until her ankles could not support one more sprint, and she rolled into a muddy pond.
Jennifer: The monster with dark fur and a bloody mouth was right behind her. Then ...
Deer Sockpuppet: Are you crying? Jennifer?
Jennifer, we gotta go. Where are you?
Jennifer: Oh, no. It's Mom. I'm here. I'm here!
Deer Sockpuppet: Yes, so you are crying, Jennifer.
Deer Sockpuppet: Oh. Aren't you taking the notebook with you? Why are you throwing it into the lake?
Jennifer: I really like this place, but I'll probably never come back here again. I gotta go.
Jennifer: See you, Jessica.
Deer Sockpuppet: Okay.
Jessica: See you, Jennifer.
Jessica: That was the last story she told ...
Jessica: I didn't understand what she meant by "see you," for she has never actually "seen" me.
Jessica: After that, I also haven't seen her for a long, long time—feels like for ages.
Jessica: I went through every corner of the campsite and collected every item I could possibly find, making stories out of them, one after another.
Jessica: But who is there to tell? There's no one in the woods anymore.
Jessica: At first, I spent my days with my furry friends.
Jessica: They were my loyal listeners, and I taught them how to act and behave like the "monsters" in the stories.
Jessica: We played the stories, one after another. It was great fun. But the stories got old. No exceptions.
Jessica: This is when those young people came into the woods, like the protagonists in our stories. They arrived with their friends, and each of them have different relationships with one another.
Jessica: We had a good time, but I would think about Jennifer a lot.
Jessica: When I started to believe that I will never see her again, she's back.
Jessica: She came back with many people who I have never met before, as well as a "camera" that I have never seen.
Jessica: She was here to make a "movie," which is a word I used to hear a lot from her. I understand it to be a kind of story that could be stored in a box.
Jessica: I'm glad that she is still passionate about horror movies, like what I have been feeling in all these years.
Jessica: They were short of one "actress," and I know what that word means.
Jessica: A brilliant idea came to my mind.
Jessica: I joined them.
Jessica: I was like the monster in the stories that hides in the group. She will be so surprised when she finds out what I did.
Jessica: However, an accident happened. There were other people in the forest.
Jessica: Ah, misfortune. What a misfortune!
Jessica: Jennifer was upset. She got into a fight with a strange man.
Jessica: I called upon the rain, bringing these people into my story too.
Jessica: They accomplished a good story!
Jessica: The man who knows a lot about horror movies, the woman who is always calm, the woman who seems strange, and the woman who smells like a puppy. They are all very interesting people.
Jessica: I think I start to like them. They are different to the people I met before, who always cried and fainted very quickly, not long after my story started.
Jessica: They are interesting and of great fun.
Jessica: So I want to tell them the truth and make friends with them.
Jessica: I have to let them know about this, that ...
Jessica: My real name was never Anne. It's Jessica.
Jessica: This is the last surprise I've prepared for you. Now, enjoy!
Blonney: Anne! She jumped!
Sonetto: Blonney! Watch out for the critters!
