DAY TWO
Today I walked into the forest. There was a faint haze through the underbrush, like an old lodge. The air's scent, produced from the musty leaves and old rain dew, was eerie and pungent. Stopping your breathing to hear a mysterious hum was a very frequent activity for me in my travels. This forest's hum was low, soft, manic: as if the Earth was screaming. I've never heard such an awful cry.
I could hear animals cry out. First loud, then muted. I heard crow caws, deer moos, and astringent high pitched yipes of coyotes. Following the source of the cries led me on a 3 hour cautious journey through the underbrush. The smoke began to billow, stir.
The scent of the smoke was familiar, comforting. I could see an orange glow hidden in a mass of a smoke so thicc and opaque, it distorted and fell like an illusion of the mind. Each breath I took of the smoke made me more paranoid. What was going on?
THAT'S WHEN I SAW SNOOPDOGG SMOKING A FOREST JOINT:
also he killed all the animals to make jerky and dorritos
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