Godly Reader

You take out a sandwich wrapped in tinfoil out of your pocket and chomp down. Ew. It tastes like dirt and…sweat? Cloth? Foil? Suspicious. Anywho, you don't like it, and you toss it on the ground. A murder of crows flies down and starts fighting over it. Ah, sibling rivalry. You watch them for a moment, and while you're distracted, something hits your head. It's a…