![]() ![]() Wᴀʀᴍ… Sᴏ ᴡᴀʀᴍ… Iᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs… Cᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ.This guide is now fully up to date and, hopefully, finalized. He scrambles to try and get up before the creature can attack!įɪɴᴀʟʟʏ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ sᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ. Wilson trips over his own foot, falling to the ground and barely saving his torch. Very, very bad! What did this thing want?! It was probably going to kill him!! ‘Come on, Higgsbury,’ his thoughts scream. ![]() ![]() “NO THANK YOU,” his voice squeaks as he picks up the pace even more, now sprinting as fast as he can. So he keeps the fire going, just sitting there in silence and watching the flames, trying to keep his mind off of the Stagehand… Wilson considers trying to run away again, but… it probably wouldn’t hurt him if he kept it happy. “There.” He puts away the torch, then throws a log into the fire. It’s difficult, seeing that he’s still pinned down, but he manages. Hm… Wilson pulls out some grass and logs and creates a little fire. Nothing more! Just a… moving table… No need to get all squeal-y… He inches over to it and pokes it with a stick. Gross… But suddenly, he sees the table and lets out a high pitched scream. Wilson had just been sitting in his camp, minding his own business. ![]()
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