"How was this a good idea?"  Keeping his head down to avoid the branches, he cursed himself for wandering headlong into the trees, not sure what it was he was looking for.  Something was here, he was sure of it.  Though his eyes did not reveal anything, he could tell there were...things, here.  People or not, they were there and they were moving towards a similar destination.<br/><br/>It took him a minute to realize he was too.<br/><br/>"Damn, I'm lost and hungry and i have no idea what time it is.  I should have brought snacks."  His musings were cut short as the ground shuddered beneath him, sending him sprawling onto his back as he stepped over a fallen branch.  Landing with a heavy thud, he focused his eyes and let out a surprised groan as motion overhead caught his attention.  Heaving himself upwards, he clamored away as a massive branch crunched beside him.<br/><br/>"I hated camping when i was little and that hasn't changed!"  He yelled at the trees.  Brushing himself off, he paused, his breath leaving him for a moment as a strange and captivating sound whispered through the brush.<br/><br/>With only a little effort, he hefted the 15 foot beast-of-a-branch under one arm and carried it with him straight towards the noise and sound.  As he moved ahead, more shaking could be felt and noise could be heard as well as the telltale flicker of fire could be seen ahead.  Feeling his stomach sink, probably still just hungry, he glared ahead and marched on towards the unearthly commotion.<br/><br/>"This had better be some kids with booze and a bonfire, or things are gonna get ugly."  He stifled a smile and thought about it.  Crashing a party would mean food, after all.