With a turn, you suddenly realize that there's someone on the other end of the woods, also approaching the cottage! Goldilocks, being a moron, continues to stare at you (O the Great Undead One) in curiosity. You though, notice the people coming out of the other end of the woods.
It's a group of gentlemen, perhaps at the age of 30 on average. Each is dressed in identical black suits, complete with dress shoes, black pants, and red ties. Shades cover their eyes, and upon them finally exiting the forest in full, you realize that there is a good seven men in suits wandering upon this cabin.
Goldilocks has finally noticed these men as well, but is equally stunned and confused by their collective appearance. The men have noticed you, and approach with a silent but imposing presence.
"And who might you two be?" asks the man in front.
The only real difference between him and the other men is his short, light grey hair. The other men have black and dark brown hair mixed within their small group. The man in front appears to be leading them, but there is no way of telling. Thinking fast you ask the man who he is.
"Who are you?"
The man's face twists into a face of controlled but visible anger. He retorts with a gruff, gravelly voice.
"That's none of your concern."
The man signals the other men with his hands, giving military-esque commands via the waving of his right hand. The other six men walk past you and Goldilocks, and approach the house, attempting to see in through the windows. Goldilocks doesn't appear to want to become part of this conversation, on account of the intimidating demeanor of the man speaking to you. You keep up with the questions, just to try and relieve tension.
"Why are you here?"
The man ignores your question outright. He looks at the house, and glances back at you.
"Tell me, are there bears in that house?"