(a. I've Got Myself A-)
Dreams, dreams — everyone loves them, and it is almost often a bizarre thing to most people, some enjoyable and some even managing to make one cry and some deranged; especially ones they get to wear socks and flip flops, enjoy coffee with more milk than the coffee itself and manage to like K-pop groups and other things that are often considered to be wrong by most of communities, but in the end, it all varies by person by person: You may despise Fleetwood Mac's music or this little song they made called "Dreams" but absolutely love K-pop or have socks and flip flops accepted by society or be in an ocean of rubber ducks and getting eaten by them — and depends on the time they sleep and wake up at, In fact, they can be one of the best 5-20 minutes of your sleep if you are in a great state, but after all this, it's best to acknowledge that when the rain washes you clean, you'll kno-
Wakey-wakey, Greg, it's time for a new day. The sun is shining in at the arguable eight o' clock in the morning, I bet that the late-night campfire banter and talking left him only so slightly tired when he woke up, but managed to get through the tiredness quite soon, but unlike office environments, there is no coffee — it's unlikely that this fantasy peninsula is in the Bean Belt, if this fantasy world even has any, though. Was he rambling about dreams in his sleep earlier? Perhaps.
Outside the tent, it's sunny and the trees are turning reddish and orange, just like the grass and the small pumpkins that popped up in some spots, and some of the leaves fell off but managed to look as orange as it is even when disconnected from its branches — it might could even stay like that for a week or longer, but we wouldn't really know as Greg and the party was already packing up the tents and so on after their breather break.
At about ten o'clock, they finally packed up their tents and left the burnt campfire behind, although Hollis picked up the fish from earlier, and began putting their own feet to Tarommuniace, but since they were away from the road they ran off from, they decided to follow a path in the forest, which may or not lead out of it.
During the path following, Fletcher brings out his map to check where they are, and they are on a path that leads into a town called Jebusa.
"Jebusa?" Iaret shares her comment on the town, "Isn't that a ghost town?"
"Is it?" Fletcher is surprised by her comment.
"I remember doing some aid over there, and I heard about the town being broken apart due to its politics. I also remember helping out a child who was stuck under, if I remember correctly, It might could have been barrels or a part of a fallen house."
Fletcher began to look happier as Iaret explains more of her story, ending with her seeing the child getting back to their parents, "Oh my god, you're a hero!" and hugged Iaret.
"Come on, this is a normal occurrence, I'm a doctor, you know." Iaret assures Fletcher and reminds him that she's a medic, "But that's the most complete memory that I have. I wouldn't be surprised if Jebusa is completely abandoned and destroyed, though."
Sleepless seems to be uninterested in the discussion, preferring more sillier or vulgar stories than heartwarming ones, but she seems to be giving off some praise for Iaret by patting her on the back.
It's been about thirty minutes they have began walking, and they have finally left the forest — The path seems to have a road striking across it, and the party began to argue if they should go to Jebusa or follow the road: Iaret and Sleepless decided against going to Jebusa, with their explanation being summed up as "Why would you want to go to a ghost town? There's nothing great there." With Fletcher deciding to go there. Hollis didn't have much of a word though, as he's busy eating a fish and doesn't care really much, which Fletcher commenting "Oh great, absolutely amazing." On his fishy habits, and still, he does not care about it as he didn't really get too interested in the vote, and Greg? What does he think of it? Try thinking about it, he's an everyman after all.
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Just Another Day In A Life
AdventureNOTE: Story is not completed yet, but would be updated Greg, a supposed everyman (well, not really, this description is maybe inaccurate) endures through a day in a life; with strange things happening which leads him to a little adventure. Early ins...