HOW FAR CAN A PIÑATA RUN INTO THE DESERT?
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You've just had a horrible accident in some terrifying desert late at night and now you're stranded. Your car is wrecked, there are strange creatures lurking around and you're miles away from the city. You're phone has no signal, you're cold and scared and for a second it seems like all hope is lost, that is until you encounter a magical piñata and it turns out that everything isn't really that scary after all.
In this story, you are the protagonist. It's written in the second person and has a twisty-turny story with a strange, fantastical world, a corporate conspiracy, a mystical magazine and the riddle at the centre of it all: HOW FAR CAN A PIÑATA RUN INTO THE DESERT?
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