A construction site

Stacy ran through trees trying to keep avoid being seen as she got closer to the noise. Finally she reached the source of the noise, right on the edge of the forest where civilization started to creep through was a construction site with a dozen or so men. ‘Must’ve only recently set up.’, Stacy thought as she noticed that none of the trees were chopped down nor was the ground dug up at all. Stacy had to move fast in order to keep these two statements true.

For the past two years Stacy has made it her personal mission to keep this forest pure and natural. This meant no human touch whatsoever, she believed herself to be the only exception as she lives as naturally as nature. Whether you were polluters pumping waste into the river, frat boys looking for a place to get hammered, or a loving couple looking for a get away; the moment you set foot in this forest you were her enemy.