The conversation around the bonfire grew quiet as Ludwig stepped into the circle. The campers scooted back a bit in anticipation to what was about to happen.
Ludwig rubbed his hands together and then began to sign his tale of terror. Some averted their eyes, not wanting to hear about the horrors, but others stared with rapt attention.
Soon Ludwig concluded his tale of woe and the hands of his audience waved back and forth in appreciation, even the monster that was hiding in the tree line. Tonight he would go hungry, because it was that good of a story.