Marooned on an island full of monsters, he stared at the sea, there's boats sailing past but none for him.

 

He made a dock, he sat, he waited. He thought of the things he's lost, back home.

 

But he had to build shelter so he ventured into the forest and built himself a hut. Faceless shadows walked the forest at night, so in the hut he hid.

 

One night purple glows filled the forest up, new visitors have arrived. He watched from across the lake, with its purple waters rippling. Observing, he saw two black shadows, almost human form yet the ratio’s where all off. Long slender limbs, and heads like upside down eggs. He ran back to his hut and hid.

 

He sat in the hut and heard a rumbling, then white lights shone through the cracks in the wood. The hut was shaking and the lights grew brighter and brighter, now with a mixture of red and purple. The shaking spontaneously stops, and the lights lay still at a purple hue, like the one he saw at the lake. The door thuds, and he jumps, he stares motionless at the door. It thuds again, this time harder, shaking the hinges loose. He cannot move, he senses the imminent danger but his body is frozen. He can feel them, outside, he can see their thoughts, why they’re here. “Move” his voice says in his head. “Move” again, he tells himself. THUD! A third, and final, time. The door slowly falls inward, casting two long black shadows over the cowering hut dweller. Then all the lights disappear, all the noise stops.

 

He regained consciousness, but still couldn’t move. His vision is slowly came back. As his eyes came into focus he saw the forest, and the lake, but the colours aren’t right. The lake looks like a sea of lava, the grass bright blue, the sky is the same colour as the lake, glowing a hot and bright orange. He tried to move again but he was unable. His eyes could move freely, but everywhere else he felt nothing. He stayed there and just watched the world, he couldn’t do anything but watch, and he saw it all. He still sit’s there and he still doesn’t know he’s a tree, or how he became a tree.

 

But I know, your right...

 

The aliens thought that the man and the wooden hut had become separated and the man just wanted to become “one” again with the wooden hut, the extraterrestrial do gooders weren’t familiar with the concept of living in a hut and had never met a man before, so they made deductions, talked it out and decided that putting the hut and man together was the most logical solution to this particular scenario.

 

So they put the man and the wooden hut back together as one, congratulating each other on a job well done and continuing their exploration.

 

Unfortunately for the aliens, they ran into a wild grizzly bear, unknowing that this creature wasn’t as docile and harmless as the tree-person, the bear mauled them both and ate alien for dinner. Whenever any of the other forest creatures would ask the bear how they tasted he’d reply “Out of this world”.

 

THE END