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As you continue to walk along the lake's edge, you get the nagging feeling you are being watched. As you continue to walk, you thought you heard a stick snap in the tree-line. Deciding to confront whatever it was that has been following you, you go to confront it. Pushing away the brush, you don't find any wild animal, but rather a black fox mask. It looks very odd and out of place, however you feel something within you, compelling you to put it on.