You are awakened by a mixture of birdsong and clanking. You slowly raise your swimming head and peer through the bush you passed out behind. Three figures move through the forest, not quite dancing. The first two are unfamiliar, but you dimly recall seeing the third recently. In a tavern, perhaps? Whatever, none of them have any cake.
You have only two choices.
Yes.
No.
Sell the Space Whale.
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