“WHO COOKS FOR YOU, WHO COOKS FOR YOU ALL?”
A minute of silence follows, then the OWL HOOTS resume. The OWL doesn’t sound any closer. Clearly, you’re out of practice.
The memory of your seventh grade nature center field trip invades your mind. Specifically, lunch break by the nature center’s colossal GLACIAL ERRATIC boulder. What the hell did Braden think would happen after downing a “family size” bag of COOL RANCH DORITOS and a 24oz bottle of MOUNTAIN DEW CODE RED??
Anyway, you can either go WEST back to the field or continue EAST deeper into the DARK WOODS.
What do you do?