You're in a spooky forest.

"You'll never get out of here alive," says Smeemog, the grumpy dwarf.

"I'll show you who won't get out of here alive," you say, but deep down, you're worried he's right.

"We should wait here until we get rescued."

"Thought it might be snakes, or maybe a pit, but I never thought I'd be bored to death."

In the clearing of the forest, there are three rocks, a tree, and, in another tree, a preposterous-looking owl.

For a while you talk to the owl. It seems to ignore you. Suddenly, it cocks its head towards a hollow in an old tree.

You reach inside, and pull out a mysterious wooden flute.

"Hmm, now I've seen everything".

One thing about yourself that you know for sure - you hate owls/

"Hey! Owl! You're stupid-looking!"

The owl cocks its head at you bemusedly.

What a stupid owl, you laugh.

Suddenly, the owl swoops down and carries you off. It is a big owl indeed.

You are never seen again.

You walk up to the pile of rocks.

It's just a pile of rocks, you think.

You walk up to the tree. You reckon it to be mighty old. Maybe a bazillion years or more. You notice a strange carving on the tree.

The carving depicts a great monster, twenty feet tall or more.

"Pshh. A huge monster, have you ever heard anything so ridiculous, Smeemog? ... Smee?"

You turn around, but in fact Smeemog has been eaten by a giant monster.

The monster devours you as you beg for mercy.

"Let's get out of here," you say to the dwarf.

"Fool!" He shouts. "Fool!" But he follows anyways.

After a short time, you see a bridge and, on the other side, the exit of the woods.

As you are crossing, a fearsome troll climbs out from under the bridge.

"Who dare to cross me bridge?" he bellows.

You play the flute, and the troll disappears in a cloud of smoke.

"I'll get you, Owl!" he curses.

You and Smeemog escape the forest safely.

You win!

"It is we," you say.

"I care not who ye are! I demand yer bones as payment for trespassin'."

You're boned!