A funny thing keeps happening to me. I said, a funny thing keeps happening to me! I’m not sure what’s going on. I don’t know who I am or where I am going, but I’ve some how ended up in this park and I keep passing out. It could be from dehydration, it could be from starvation. It could also be that I am just overwhelmed from not knowing what’s going on. I don’t know…Maybe you can help me? Maybe not?
Anyone that I approach either looks at me weird, or they attack me. I know that I am going somewhere or that I need to get to somewhere, but I don’t know where, somewhere is.
What’s even more puzzling are the things that I am finding in my backpack. Some pretty alarming things. One shocking thing in particular frightens me because I’m not sure why I have it and what I need if for.
If you’d like to try to help me out maybe you could read Volume 3 of SPACE ALIENS, BAD MOTHERS AND GUNS! and help me figure out my situation. Maybe you can even guess what’s going on here.
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