David woke up at his usual time and he started his daily routine. He ate a quick breakfast from some of the leftovers from the other night. It was mostly fruits since meat had the tendency to go bad if not preserved correctly. Eventually, he was ready to go out and hunt. With his sword attached to his belt and his bow and a quiver of arrows strapped over his shoulder, David stepped out the door with the hopes of killing a deer. Sometimes, he was able to kill a big buck that had enough meat on it for two meals. Most of the time he captured smaller animals like rabbits. He also had traps around the forest to trap smaller animals, such as rabbits, alive in case he was unable to catch something while hunting.

As soon as David stepped out of his home, he looked around to see how much damage was cause by the storm. The storm looked as though it had been pretty violent, but there was nothing major such as fallen trees. As David surveyed the surroundings, he noticed strange large holes on the ground. From his perspective, they just looked like large holes, but they lead from the forest to the side of his house. Curious, David walked to the side of his house near his bedroom window.

His foot stepped into one of the holes and he looked down. He examined the strange shape the hole was in and gasped. It was a handprint! He couldn't believe it. He stood in the middle of where the palm was and saw how easily he could fit in the hand. David began hoping it was all some sick joke, but he knew it couldn't be. The hole was perfectly the shape of a hand and there was another one on the other side, with two large bowl shaped indentations in the ground between the two handprints. It would have taken a lot of men and effort to create such holes. This was no joke. To his left, he noticed much longer prints. David left the handprint and walked along the longer prints. He didn't understand what they were until he saw toes at the ends of them.

"This is the things legs. It was crawling on its hands and knees," David realized. David went back to the previous prints to try and figure out more about what he was dealing with. It was clearly a large creature. David estimated that it was easily over fifty feet tall! "It has human hands," he talked to himself, "If it has to crawl on its hands and knees to crawl, than it stands upright and walks like a human. It might even have a human structure. If it were a four legged creature, it wouldn't have needed to crawl on hands and knees."

One might think that it was odd that David was keeping calm at a time like this, but the truth was that he really was scared. There was a large unknown creature out there that had ventured to his home. It could come back and finish whatever it had started which made David very worried. However, he knew he couldn't panic. He had to stay calm enough to examine what was left behind. He needed to find out as much as he could about it so that he was more prepared if it should come back.

Looking back at the bowl shaped holes, David muttered, "If this creature has a human structure, then it's a female. It had to have been breasts that made those indentions in the ground as it looked through my window." David then wondered, "But why was it here? It crawled all the way to my window and just looked at me. I had the opportunity to attack me or eat me. Yet, it did nothing last night. It even came here during a storm, unless the storm stopped by the time it came here. Anyway, why would it come here? What did it want from me?"

"Could these tracks come from a giantess?" David wondered, "Sometimes they wonder into human kingdoms. They're supposed to be just like giant humans, but the evil ones or the outcasts tend to wonder in human lands. Maybe there is a giantess in the woods and the hermit thinks it's a giant demon because of the traumatic experience he had with the demoness thirteen years ago."

David decided to follow the tracks towards the woods. There were two sets, one going to his house and one leaving. At about the same point, both tracks became footprints and looked like a normal walking stance. David stepped inside one of the footprints and found that it was longer than his height. When he reached the edge of the woods, the tracks just disappeared. "That's strange," David thought out loud, "There is still plenty of mud in the forest. Why wouldn't there be footprints?" David thought back to the hermit's claim. Demons had wings. "Is there really a demon out there?" David gasped, "A giant demon that knows where I live?"

David tried to calm himself and breathed deeply. If there was a giant demon, everyone was in danger and no one believed Christopher and thought he was a crazy hermit. But another thought came to mind. "If this is really a giant demon out there, why hasn't it attacked or killed anyone. Christopher has supposedly encountered it many times, but it hasn't killed him. Plus, it found me last night and didn't do anything. I thought demons were supposed to be terrible and evil creatures that love to torture and kill humans. I know very little about the demoness that was killed thirteen years ago, but this one could be its child or another demon entirely. Why hasn't it done anything? Is it too young and waiting to become more powerful or could it be something other than a demon?" David wondered.

"I have to go to town and find out more about the previous demon. I know little about it and maybe if I learn about it, I could figure out what this creature could be," David decided, "I must keep a low profile though. I can't give people the suspicion that there is a demon in the woods until I'm positive. I don't want to cause a panic, but who do I go to?