EZRA
"Ok, so what the fuck is this?"Yes!
Squirrels. Squirrels. Motherfucking squirrels. Where you're from, squirrels are relatively benign little creatures, eating nuts and chilling in trees and generally living their best lives. But not here, because of course not, because nothing is fucking simple here, nothing is benign, and nothing makes sense.
Here's the deal: you saw a cool looking labyrinth and thought neato, we have these at home, perfect place for thinking and clandestine meetings and shit. Fast forward to three hours later: you're no closer to the center (probably), really far from the entrance (definitely), and the only thing you know for sure is that taking directions from squirrels was a terrible fucking plan.
"That is unhelpful as fuck!" you exclaim, staring accusingly at the rodent, who, for his part, seems wholly unimpressed by your frustration. You kick at the grey rat and it scurries away, a stream of exclaimed Yes! No! Follow me! fading out as it disappears, leaving you entirely alone, lost in a living maze.
I like it when you take control
Even if you know that you don't
Even if you know that you don't
