after thinking about this story-altering decision, a thought came over me. i have no idea where it came from, but it forced me to allow the zazkuutchmig to live. "thank you, sir! i'll never forget this." said the fantastical creature. i let him go, and he scurried off into the darkness, presumably to contact his friends. what should i do now? i guess i could go beat up the aliens... but how? they're microscopic... hmm... i'll go to the local university and ask some scientists i guess. as i ventured there, i came across a vast forest. who knows what would be inside? it's a shortcut though, so i'll pass through anyway. night quickly came as i walked through the trees and bushes. "man, it's dark... i guess i'll camp out here since i don't have a flashlight." "don't worry, i'll lookout for you... just sleep." said a voice coming from the darkness. "uh... who are you? what are you? are you even real? am i just scared and making up yo-" "no... i am real. very real. don't worry, i'll protect you... just relax." i was extremely tired, so i followed the strange voice's advice. for some reason it was very... persuasive... i... really... need... slee- "OH GOD WHAT WAS THAT?!" i screamed. it was the middle of the night, and i had just been awoken by a sudden pain in my left foot. in my position of extreme agony, i attempted to investigate. i couldn't see much, but i noticed the bushes rustling next to me. the same bushes from which the disembodied voice came from earlier. they seemed to be illuminated by the light of the full moon. i somehow was able to pick myself up and hobble over to them... |