
You <sneak> into the city for resources. A public library has proven more helpful than anticipated. You <clean> up in the En room and <take> a paperback copy of Concrete Island before you retreat.

You <sneak> into the city for resources. A public library has proven more helpful than anticipated. You <clean> up in the En room and <take> a paperback copy of Concrete Island before you retreat.

A raccoon has decided to <cohabitate> inside the hollowed-out tree. You <name> him Jesse. Tomorrow you <plan> to befriend both a weasel and a peregrine falcon.

The Bridge Wizard <riddles> you “Ice is nice, but wetter is better.” Prompting you to <conjure> a crow to “caw a thaw”. Mana -25.

The thaw begins as your <fuel> depletes. You <switch> the radio to AM, the battery weakens. A far off tent preacher can be heard on the softly dying signal “Your future Snake is your Invisible now!”.

You get inside before frostbite sets in and <insert> the key. The engine turns over and the studded tires make purchase. You’re on your way.

You <inspect> the vehicle. In your <INV> you find a key. Ice covers everything in this world.

Snow falling on Meadors.