The itis speaks (4-G)

Drunk, stoned, full and covered in blood from eating campers you lie down by the fire and decide to take a nap. Which seems like a good call, I mean they were waiting for aliens to arrive to that spot so you just fell asleep there covered in blood. That ought to make for a good welcoming party for the aliens.

You awake in a cabin. Still a little fuzzy from all the debauchery, you’re not all too sure as to what’s going on. As you look around you try to find some sort of clock or time telling device. Of course you can tell the time by the sun, but you are indoors presently… so you need to figure out what time it is. You go from room to room looking, checking drawers trying to find the time or any information. The cabin is filled with generic furniture that you’d find anywhere void of any personal items.

Just as you find the master bedroom you see a picture frame right outside the door. It’s of a man standing tall and you have a feeling you’ve met before. As your brain searches and you try to remember who it is you hear the front door getting kicked open. A deafening howl comes from the door way. Not wanting to find out what it is your legs take the lead and run. You find a window large enough and jump out. Running off into the woods you escape the cabin hearing the howl once more as you hide in the shadows.

“What the fuck was that?” you hear from behind you. Startled you leap back and turn around to face whatever was behind you. You fall to the floor and face a talking bear cub who is looking back confused. “What you never saw a talking bear before?” he said with a smirk. “Where… am I?” you managed to get out as you are still trying to process just what the hell is going on. The little bear lets out a chuckle and disappears from sight. The woods suddenly go from day to night in a flash and you are left there lying on the ground.

Letting your head rest on the soft dirt you try to slow down to let your mind catch up. You think about what do you know and try and fill in the gaps. You do know that a talking bear cup disappeared as it turned from day to night. That happened after you woke up in a generic cabin which was broken into by a loud howling creature. As for what you don’t know, well you don’t know what the fuck is going on. Looking at your paws you see that the blood is gone, so that’s another mystery to figure out. Go you. Now how do we go about getting answers?


Let’s look for clues. (5-J)

Fuck answers and this place, Bear out. (5-K)