Chapter 2
by 
mezzapezza
What do you do?
Panic
You sit down on a nearby log and try to process the information you've just been given. This can't be real. This must be a prank. Someone has paid a wizard or sorcerer to cast a spell that's playing tricks on your mind.
Hours go by for you in this state, until a sound in the nearby bushes alerts you to the fact that you're not alone in this forest.
Soon after, something emerges from the foliage and makes its presence known to you.