Maurice shrugged. "Camp, I guess. Enjoy the sights. The woods are nice to look at even if they're full of weird holes."

Something deep in the woods went crunch. Then it went snap before the loud groan of a tree being felled echoed toward them. Maurice had opened his mouth to ask a question but shut it and whipped his head around to look in the direction of the sound.

"Who lumberjacks at night?"