there's something here, to be sure: the dialogue is endearing, and i enjoy the abrupt reveal of a first-person narrator at the end. however, i don't think that the prose is quite up to snuff (it lapses into an especially dull rhythm as he begins to get lost in the woods, which is the worst time for that to happen), and the nature of the thing that's about to munch him is too vague for me to really feel anything about it. the reports of prior disappearances might be expanded upon to help address that last criticism.
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