You are in a cornfield. Plant-life is up to your waist. Looming nearby is the border, a long, concrete wall following the curvature of the earth.
Somebody has spraypainted GATE WEST onto the wall.
- Leaning forward, you fall; your foot was still entangled in the barbed wire, so you take some of it with you.
You are down in the mud. Perhaps it rained. You unhook your foot from the barbed wire, which springs upward.
You get up, elated.
Possible actions:
- You have free-reigns to become lost. When in doubt, head south.
Inventory:
- You carry only a bent knife and a smashed radio. It has been a long ride. Your blue jeans are shredded; the T-shirt, stretched 2 sizes larger, is more red than white, and your shoes are unaccounted for. You wear a crumpled paper party hat.
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