You ever lose your keys, only to find them in the fridge next to the peanut butter? Yeah... that’s about when I knew I’d gone nuts. First it was little things—forgetting why I walked into a room, calling the dog by my cousin’s name—but then the squirrels started judging me. I swear one of them shook its head in disappointment. Now I’m out here wandering the woods, laughing at twigs and arguing with tree stumps. If you're reading this, it might already be too late. Welcome to the club.
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