Walking through the ghost town, the hair on the back of my neck stands up, giving me a weird vibe. I see a flaming fire in the distance and decide to go ahead and explore.
As I venture through the forest, I hear a faint noise, I decide to change paths leading to a different camp.
I arrive in fear – an old man offers me a cupcake. I decide not to take it because in the human world we don’t take cupcakes from random people. He then offered me some chips.
I took some but the vinegar was too sharp.