Bravely you start out to find that plight. Boldly you walk across
the cobblestones of your old timey possibly medieval town. Confidently you stroll down the dirt road that leads toward
the mountain. Brazenly you approach the forest at the foot of the mountain. Fearfully you enter the wood.
Loudly an owl hoots. Cowardly you run out of the forest. Rapidly breathing you regroup and once again step
towards the forest.
This time you are not quite as much of a wuss. You control your fear.
Slowly you calm down. Before long you begin whistling a happy tune as you walk.
-If you want to whistle "Popeye the Sailor Man" choose option 1
-If you would rather whistle at that attractive member of the opposite sex that just
walked by choose option 2
