In the clearing of a temperate, oak-filled forest, a small log cabin once stood. Day after day, a carpenter worked on expanding his cozy Home, filling the forest with the deafening yet delicate Cry of his sawing and craftsmanship. Delicately carved wooden furniture, wide and spacious rooms, a larger fireplace, a softer bed, a fuzzy carpet— all new additions to his Home. However, one day, the exquisitely constructed roof caved in, furniture collapsed, and the fire was unleashed, consuming his Home in a roaring blaze. The carpenter had failed to notice the infestation of vermin, hidden in the cracks of the trees he had butchered, that had corrupted the place he once called Home.