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[Peradon]

The bear was a pile of red jelly. Anything we kill is pretty much disintigrated....

[WillowLuman]

(I'd write longer but it is late)

You think you've come almost as far North again as the first crossroads. Perhaps there is something a bit further up the road, but the sun is very low now, and the air rapidly grows colder. Humble as you'd say your means have always been, you've never had to make camp with no supplies whatsoever before. These clothes will certainly not keep out the cold of the night, so it may be best to press on in hopes of finding shelter. On the other hand, perhaps you should begin your best attempt to make camp, before you loose the light.

[Peradon]

Continue on! We need to get somewhere, and its not like we know how to make a fire.

[AoshimaMichio]

Continue on! We need to get somewhere, and its not like we know how to make a fire.

What he said.

[WillowLuman]

As the sun dips below the horizon, you come to the end of the road. There is a fence here, quite tall and made of metal wires woven together (as you surmise from the feel and sound when you poke it). Large hoops of what also looks like wire adorn the top of it. The air grows colder by the minute, and you begin to shiver.

[Peradon]

Shoot. Ok, looks like we need to get past the fence.

[AoshimaMichio]

I suspect climbing over the fence might hurt little.

Look for gate, or any other opening in fence. Sprint left to build some heat if we can't find any.

[StrawBarrel]

I suspect climbing over the fence might hurt little.

Look for gate, or any other opening in fence. Sprint left to build some heat if we can't find any.

+1

[WillowLuman]

(Sorry for the lack of reply. I was at a convention this weekend)

You see a section of fence that seems to be on wheels, which could be a gate, but you see no readily visible way to open it. It's looking more and more like you'll have to sleep in the woods.

[Peradon]

This is not good. Is there any way we can slip through the fence? Or we could just punch the wooden part....

[WillowLuman]

The fence is made entirely of metal, metal wires wrapped around metal posts, and you're not sure if you can stomach further vandalism today.

[Peradon]

Man... Ok, into a nearby wood, and see if we can rub two sticks together to make a fire...

[WillowLuman]

You find a hollow of a tree to huddle in, and cover yourself with some leaves and branches, after tiring yourself trying to start a fire rubbing two sticks together (but it's no use: you've always relied on your tinderbox). You nod off for perhaps an hour, but it's simply too cold to sleep well. It's a long, shivering night you spend, not much rest (though nothing mobile disturbs your attempted rest.) Towards the dawn, the flurries begin to blow again, and as the sun rises, it begins properly snowing. You are hungry, thirsty, shivering, numb, and tired.

[StrawBarrel]

We should leave tree and trek through the forest.

[WillowLuman]

You leave your resting spot and find the road again, not 20 yards away. It seemed so much further without the daylight. The end of the road, the fence, and the rest of the path stretching back South, all right there. You smack your lips a few times: despite the cold, you are quite thirsty, a bit headachey even. You're hungry, too, but you suppose you could always just find a nearby animal and kick it. But you know you're going to need more than bloody paste soon. Water, if at all possible.