> inanimate fuel pellets
Unfortunately, the raisins are so sour, you start to hallucinate, (if you aren't already, which you think you might probably be). A giant pink elephant sucks you up with its multicoloured trunk. You see a neon sign saying "Now in Technicolor". You wake up in bus stop in Crackton.It is deserted. The only obvious functioning building appears to be a bar. The street runs north to south. Accross the road there is a cinema. All the other buildings are boarded up. Another obvious exit is Dennis.