A Renaissance Nightmare
“Wait up, man!” you yell out to Noraa. He waits a step for you to catch up, and then you find yourself walking up to the woods. You see nothing but blackness through the trees. As you enter the woods, it gets darker all around. A large tree catches your eye as it stands high above the others with thick moss dangling from its branches. The ground beneath you is freezing cold, and you have to admit, you’re a little bit scared when you first get in the woods. “Are you sure you know where you’re going, Noraa?” you ask hesitantly. “Yeah, dude. I’ve been out in these woods dozens of times.” You nod, even though he couldn’t see it, and march onwards. To the right, you notice something glowing. Mushrooms! These must be the mushrooms you’ve heard about.
“Noraa, dude! Check it out - shrooms! Should we try them?”
Noraa looks over to where the mushrooms are glowing. “Fuck ya, dude! Let’s trip our balls off!”
Noraa walks over and picks a couple off the ground and inspects them. “They look like they’re already de-hydrated. Someone probably just dropped them here. They’re totally safe, I bet,” Noraa explains. But they are glowing. Maybe it’s just the reflection of the moonlight, though. I mean, Noraa did say they were safe. Noraa smells one, and then pops it in his mouth. Should you stop him and tell him your concerns about the mushrooms, or just join in on the fun?
“Noraa, dude! Check it out - shrooms! Should we try them?”
Noraa looks over to where the mushrooms are glowing. “Fuck ya, dude! Let’s trip our balls off!”
Noraa walks over and picks a couple off the ground and inspects them. “They look like they’re already de-hydrated. Someone probably just dropped them here. They’re totally safe, I bet,” Noraa explains. But they are glowing. Maybe it’s just the reflection of the moonlight, though. I mean, Noraa did say they were safe. Noraa smells one, and then pops it in his mouth. Should you stop him and tell him your concerns about the mushrooms, or just join in on the fun?