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…something's wrong. You open your eyes again, everything's dark, it must be night. You can't hear the wheels of the carriage turning anymore, did you arrive already? Or is this a dream?
>"...heey… pssst, can you hear me…?"Chaos is whispering quietly to you, yep, definitely must be a dream.
>"...quick, pick me up…! …I think we may be fucked…!"You pick up Chaos and peek outside the carriage. You're definitely somewhere in the mountains. The cow carriage is carefully parked and the cows are sleeping on the floor, the coachman is nowhere to be seen.
You step outside slightly and look around, your night vision is quite poor, but luckily the moon is quite bright today. You notice footsteps in the muddy ground leading from the front of the carriage to somewhere else a bit further ahead, must've been him. For some reason, Chaos is now making weird sniffing noises, like he had just smelled something for a second and is now trying to find that smell again.
What do you do?
>Stay inside the carriage>Carefully follow the footsteps, something is wrong here>Run towards the direction of the footsteps, that man might be in danger>Wake Hannypold up and have him check the footsteps for you 