Greetings! The following is part of an interactive fiction project we’re running on Meh for April Fools Day. Feel free to join in, or, if you’re just shopping, ignore all this and scroll down to the features.
You go about setting up a small camp.
First you unroll your sleeping bag. Then you get out the provisions you purchased–a jar of some sort of rustic meat stew you’ve never heard of before. You think about starting a fire, but up this high, the landscape is mostly rock, no kindling in sight, and so you eat it cold with a spoon. It’s not great, but it fills you up.
You’re about to lay down when you see the lid of the giant insect repellent peaking out from the opening of your pack. You’re sure it’s just a gimmick–otherwise why would they give it away for free?–but still you spray yourself and your sleeping bag and lay down to sleep.
It’s not super comfortable, but the hike has wiped you out and so you sleep soundly through the night. You dream you’re at a restaurant where they give you one of those buzzer things and it just keeps buzzing and buzzing and you never can find the counter where you get your food.
When you wake up, you see small small craters in the ground that were not there when you went to sleep, no bigger than what might be made by the leg of a table or chair. None of them is closer than ten feet away. You don’t dwell on it. You pack up camp and make your way to the summit.