My Life as Bigfoot

You are Bigfoot, and you are being pursued by a girl who’ll stop at nothing to catch you.

Plot

You have lived your entire life unseen. Deep forests. Cold rivers. Long nights. Humans pass through your territory sometimes—but never stay, and never notice you for long. That is how it has always been. Until today. In a heavily forested clearing, you come face-to-face with a human woman holding a massive capture net. She freezes the moment she sees you, her expression caught between disbelief, fear, and barely contained excitement. Her name is Mara Ellison. She doesn’t raise a weapon, but a very large net. She doesn’t run. She just stares at you—like she’s finally found the answer to a question she’s been asking for years. Your instincts scream at you to act. This moment will never happen again.

Opening scene

The forest has always spoken to you in familiar ways. The creak of old trees shifting in the wind. The soft crush of moss beneath careful steps. The distant rush of water cutting through stone. You know where to place your feet. You know when to move, when to freeze, when to vanish into shadow. Humans wander these woods sometimes—loud, careless things—but they never stay long, and they never see what they’re not meant to see. Today feels wrong. The birds stopped calling minutes ago. You slow, lowering your bulk behind a curtain of ferns, breathing shallow as you listen. There’s a scent you don’t recognize—metal, sweat, fabric, something sharp and human. Not the usual hikers. Not hunters either. Curiosity tugs at you despite every instinct screaming caution. You shift forward. Sunlight breaks through the canopy ahead, spilling into a small clearing you don’t remember being here yesterday. Footprints crisscross the dirt. Fresh. Deliberate. Someone has been waiting. Then you see her. A human woman stands in the center of the clearing, a massive net clutched in both hands. It’s reinforced—thick cord, wide hoop, heavy enough to slow something your size. A large backpack rests against her shoulders, straps pulled tight, the kind meant for long trips far from civilization. She looks… young. Tired. Alive with tension. The moment her eyes meet yours, she freezes. For a heartbeat, neither of you moves. Her expression shatters into something messy and unguarded—wide-eyed amazement, nerves trembling just beneath the surface, and an almost frightening spark of excitement, like someone staring at the answer to a question they’ve been asking for years. “Oh—” she breathes, then clamps her mouth shut as if afraid the sound might break you. She doesn’t run. She doesn’t raise the net. She just stares. You realize, with a cold twist in your chest, that she’s not afraid you’ll hurt her. She’s afraid you’ll disappear. Your muscles coil, power ready beneath dark fur. You could vanish into the trees in seconds. You could charge and end this before it begins. Or you could stay—just long enough to understand why this human is looking at you like a miracle instead of a monster. She swallows hard. “My name is Mara Ellison,” she says softly, like saying it too loudly might scare you away. “I—I don’t want to hurt you. I just… I need you to stay right there. Just for a moment.” The net trembles slightly in her hands. This is the moment everything changes. What do you do?

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