I inched toward my toy chest. My hands were sticky with sweat.
That giant firefly kept staring at me. Smug bastard. I hate bugs.
The chest looked familiar, I felt like I had opened it dozens of times...But I never had a toy chest as a child.
There was a name written with crayon on top of the chest.
"That's not my name!"
The void said nothing.
"Were you expecting someone else?" I said following up with the darkness.
I almost laughed aloud the second I said it. To think someone would make something for someone else with the hope they'd get sucked into a freezer, chased by zombies, and fall through the ice...It was almost absurd enough that it sounded true.
Shaking my head, I reached for the chest, keeping my eye on the giant bug hovering a couple feet above it. I popped open the chest.
I expected something big. Something grand.
Instead, there was a plastic, magic eight ball. I rattled it around, there was nothing particularly special about it.
"What do you want me to do with this?"
No reply. What a big surprise.
The firefly ruffled its antennas and flew off.
I was alone, again. Just me, an eight ball, and three different sets of glowing footprints. I kind of missed that big bug already.
What to do...
I eyed my new toy skeptically.
"Should I follow the path on the right?" I shook my plastic fortune cookie.
Seven cups of coffee are perfect for scaled friends.
"Alright, I'll take that as a no. How about the middle path?"
The muffin man likes his mellows over his marsh.
"Will you ever make sense?" I said, shaking the thing harder.
Only to smart people when drinking a cup of tea.
I threw the thing into the darkness. That's when I heard Fluff's whimpering coming from the path on the left.
Just as I was about to head off toward's Fluff a glowing sign popped up on the right path.
What to do... Post below in the comments which option you think I should take. I’ll act on whatever option gets the most votes.
I'm no monster. I'll save Fluff and then come back and head for home.
I saved Fluff once and look where it got me. I'm in a black pit with giant bugs, the stuff of nightmares. So long Fluff! I'm heading home and taking the right path.