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Pt. 1. To Kiki. Help
me. I am trapped in this
cave inhabited by many
carnivorous giant glowing
mushrooms. Even now,
I hear their footsteps...
Pt. 2. To Wolfgang.
There is nothing to eat in
this living hell. The ever
present mushroom smell is
hardly compensation; to
us, it means only death.
Pt. 3. To Agent S. How
we have managed to hold
out this long is unknown,
but there are days when I
wish I could end it swiftly
instead of dying like this.
Pt. 4. To Rod. All
I know is that, shortly
after getting stuck, we
were accosted by a sudden
and terrible shower of
apples, lasting for hours.
Pt. 5. To Anchovy. The
apples are what we have
been living off, but in a
place of despair such as
this, they hardly taste
of anything at all.
Pt. 6. To Rhonda. I've
mentioned "we" several
times now. Yes, originally
there were sixteen of us,
but sadly the mushrooms
have reduced us to three.
Pt. 7. To Monique. I
beg of you, rescue us! We
grow weak, and the deadly
mushrooms number our
days. I've forgotten what
the morning sun looks like!
Pt. 8. To Kody. Here,
my plea ends. If you hear
it, listen to the voices
on the wind and they'll
know where we went. My
time here is already up...
This is what happens when skarme doesn't think her villagers are interacting with each other as much as they should be.
me. I am trapped in this
cave inhabited by many
carnivorous giant glowing
mushrooms. Even now,
I hear their footsteps...
Pt. 2. To Wolfgang.
There is nothing to eat in
this living hell. The ever
present mushroom smell is
hardly compensation; to
us, it means only death.
Pt. 3. To Agent S. How
we have managed to hold
out this long is unknown,
but there are days when I
wish I could end it swiftly
instead of dying like this.
Pt. 4. To Rod. All
I know is that, shortly
after getting stuck, we
were accosted by a sudden
and terrible shower of
apples, lasting for hours.
Pt. 5. To Anchovy. The
apples are what we have
been living off, but in a
place of despair such as
this, they hardly taste
of anything at all.
Pt. 6. To Rhonda. I've
mentioned "we" several
times now. Yes, originally
there were sixteen of us,
but sadly the mushrooms
have reduced us to three.
Pt. 7. To Monique. I
beg of you, rescue us! We
grow weak, and the deadly
mushrooms number our
days. I've forgotten what
the morning sun looks like!
Pt. 8. To Kody. Here,
my plea ends. If you hear
it, listen to the voices
on the wind and they'll
know where we went. My
time here is already up...
This is what happens when skarme doesn't think her villagers are interacting with each other as much as they should be.