I was hunting for deep mushrooms in a cave and a nug stared at me and it was something was wrong with the nug. Like its eyes weren’t nug eyes or like its skin didn’t fit right over its bones. Creepy eyes the nug stared and its little fingers twitched. I went away and then I came back another day and nug was still there it came closer this time. I ran away from the nug. That night I woke up and the creepy nug was there. It had a wrong face with teeth. The nug had a scar and I thought that’s weird it was just like my scar. The next day I went to the cave and said stay away. In the night the nug back and squeak but it sounded like words and crying. Then I woke up and on the floor. The nug was gone and someone in my bed and I realized I am the nug.