Don't Open That Door - GoM 1

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At least Claire knows what this is about. She'll keep Markus from going nuclear. That is, if she actually got any of the scarce information I was able to give her on our way here.

As soon as she told me that you and three of your workers had fallen into a hole in the ground and gone missing, just after chopping down five big old trees at the construction site, I suspected The Guardian might be involved. Especially because the trees were at the site's limit, on the first line of the woods.

So I told her what little I know: an old Nooksack shaman who melted his spirit with the forest's, and has been watching over the woods around the lake for the last couple of centuries. Basically indestructible, no known weaknesses, he seldom catches anyone. But he never lets go of his catch. I also told her you can consider yourself lucky if he lets you see him.

Only half a dozen people ever talked to him and lived to tell the tale, Grandpa among them. The others were a bunch of hippies back in the '60s, too high to recall where they saw him, when and even their own names-I didn't mention that last bit, else Claire and Father Jason would've kept me from coming for you.