( you wander through the empty hills, looking for a place to set up your picnic. the hills are flat with little trees or other foliage. the place was shut off by wooden gates, but that won’t stop you from enjoying the scenery. )

( as you turn your head to look more, over a hill you can see what appears to be a windmill. you shrug it off but it doesn’t seem normal, it suddenly turns to you. there’s an eye on the hub of the blade, and it blinks at you. )