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(Whether by accident, purposefully, or by incredible misfortune, you’ve arrived on the isle of Sicily, known by many to be the home of the vicious, man-eating one-eyed Giants known as the Cyclopes.

As you look around, you notice something peculiar: it’s oddly quiet here. Normally, a visitor of Sicily would hear the raucous din of the big freaks by now, but…. Nope. All you can hear is the peaceful noises of nature, including the wind blowing through the trees, the cawing of seagulls, and the lapping of waves against the shore.

And then…. That serenity is abruptly interrupted by great, big, thunderous footsteps that shake the ground. And when you look up, you see something that almost stops your heart: a Cyclops. He doesn’t appear to have noticed you, and is cheerfully humming to himself as he plucks coconuts from the palm trees lining the shore. A tiny orange fox trots after him as he stomps along. A herd of gigantic sheep can also be seen milling about nearby and grazing on some nice, green grass.

So what do you do? Run? Hide? Or, riskiest of all…. Attempt to talk to him?)