Feathers VIII

It’s been a very long, very strange week for you. You finally think everything will be normal for a few hours…when you trip on a bucket that was left in the middle of the walkway. How did you not see it? You pick it up, and there’s something shiny inside. You try to reach for it, but this bucket goes much deeper than it looks. Your entire arm is inside this bucket, and you’re still nowhere near the bottom. A bird flies by, and drops a bunch of worms in front of you. You already know what’s going on, right? Unsurprised, you look down and see “Feathers” spelled out by the worms, more or less, because the worms are clearly unhappy with the situation.