!cxt6jyx9JU 04/24/10(Sat)04:01 No.9394055|
Inside the basket is a baby chicken, all fluffy and yellow.
The lunch is composed of bread, a fried egg, a bit of cheese and a bottle of something to drink. There's also a note inside asking you to stop by later this evening.
On closer inspection you make out a few of michael's words, but they're quiet and very quick.
What you can make out is: "Up...Gone...Lost...Melanie, Melanie, Melanie, Melanie, Melanie..." He seems to be repeating what he's muttering.
You approach Michael.
The basket is in your hand.
The chick cheeps happily.
The lunch is slung over your back in a cloth.
You forgot your coin purse.
You smell smoke.