Last night i dreamed: the corn (Shugo)

[Van]

Last night you dreamed you were in a cornfield at dusk, dwarfed by the tall stalks on every side. Ahead of you loomed a scarecrow with an eerie grin stitched to his weathered face. The brim of his tattered hat hung down over his shadowed eyes. There were two signs attached to his post, one pointing to the right, and the other to the left.

The sign on the left read THE MAZE. The sign on the right read THE FARM.

• I followed the path to the left.
  
• I followed the path to the right.

[Date Masamune™]

I guess we’re not in Kansas anymore Toto… well actually Kansas would describe this place a lot better than California would. It looked like some sort of Southern farm. A sign in front of me gave me two options, a maze in the cornfield and a farmhouse. If this was a horror movie, my choices would be abducted by aliens or deal with a psycho killer. I don’t know about you guys, but I deal with psycho killers on a daily basis. I’m getting pretty good at it too. So I decided to take that route.

“Hey! Is anyone there! I think I’m kind of lost. Is this California?”

I cupped my hands around my mouth as I shouted to try and make my voice louder. Damn that Scarecrow gave me the creeps. I covered up the grin with his hat and went on my way looking around the farm.

[Van]

As you headed away from the scarecrow on the path to the supposed farm, you found yourself walking for a very long time... an incredibly long time actually, down the straight corn path that was apparently going to lead to you to a farm... but hadn't specified when. As far as you could see this path kept going straight ahead forever.

You could keep going, or you could turn around. But you suddenly had a feeling you were not alone.

• I kept walking the same direction.
  
• I turned around.

[Date Masamune™]

Ughh... this is going on forever. I stopped to check my surroundings. The farm just kept feeling like it was getting further and further away. I looked back. The scarecrow and the entrance to the Maze seemed closer than the farm was. I sighed and decided to head back.

I couldn't help but shake the feeling that I had been followed, but I couldn't sense any presence. Then again my Ki sensing sucked. I tried to shake off the feeling and kept walking.

[Van]

After all that walking, you somehow found yourself... right back where you started. The scarecrow beams at you tauntingly. Someone has fixed his hat.

That's when you heard it: the terrible, unmistakeable roar of a revving chainsaw. It came from somewhere beyond the corn, but the sound seemed to come from any direction you looked. And it was getting closer.

Behind you is the straight and never-ending path. In front of you is the entrance to the maze, which splits off in both left and right directions, each one identical.

• I stayed where I was
  
• I turned around again
  
• I took the left path
  
• I took the right path

[Date Masamune™]

Now most people would run away from a mad-man with a chainsaw. Most people would be very cautious. I lack common-sense sometimes, an aspect of me that gets me in trouble a lot. If there was a mad-man with a chainsaw. That meant that I wasn't the only one here. If I wasn't the only one here, then that meant that there might have been other people that the mad man was trying to decapitate. Assuming it was a mad-man and not just a ranch hand cutting down lumber or something. But I digress.

"HEY! IS ANYONE OUT THERE!"

I ran towards the sound, heading into the maze. My own voice echoed as I shouted further dissipating the chainsaw noise. I couldn't exactly tell which way it was coming from when I got in. I gave a quick look to my left, and a quick look to my right. Both sides looked the same so I dashed off to my right.

[Van]

There was no response but another deafening roar of the chainsaw, getting nearer. As you dashed to the right you tripped over a black duffel bag full of cash, and woke up.

You found $300.