[⛺️WELCOME TO CAMP WOOL RANCH🐑]

-‐--------------------------------------------------- Your parents signed you up for a summer camp that had just reopened for the first time in 20 years. Once you got there, on the bus, you saw a huge plot of campground, with an absolute ton of sheep roaming around.

You got your stuff set up in your cabin and were walking around the fields whilst the counselors planned activities. Strangely though, there weren't as many counselors as there were in the posters and pictures. You saw a couple of them with a piece of straw in their mouths like how farmers do, with some counselors chewing multiple pieces of straw or having a ton in their hats as decoration from other campers.

Later in the day, the campers and counselors went on a nature hike, but you were left behind by accident, so you wandered camp. You went to the fields to pet some sheep but then you saw one of the counselors on all fours, chewing the grass like a sheep, it made you uncomfortable. Then, he started to bleat, and wool was starting to form on his skin. His clothes tore off, his skin blackened, and his body morphed until he was indistinguishable from all the other sheep. You were deeply unsettled and traumatized. You looked around and recognized more sheep as other counselors because of torn clothes or hats on their heads, you were frozen.

You felt a big, strong hand on your shoulder and another holding your hand. You recognized the man behind you as the camp CEO. He patted your shoulder and left something in your hand that he was holding. You looked down and saw a huge stack of cash, at least $300

CEO: "Well, looks like ya saw a bit more than you could handle. Here, take this nice green paper as a bit of..."compensation" to ease yer mind. And, if ya keep quiet about what ya saw just now, I can give you triple of what's in your hand, and you never have to worry about a thing here, deal? Good sport. Now, go meet the other counselors in the lodge, they're getting ready to tell everyone the benefits and facts about eating grass."

The CEO pops a piece of straw into your mouth, then leaves without a trace, leaving you alone in the field, $300 in your hand, and a piece of straw in your mouth. You're still frozen and traumatized about what just happened, but you're too scared about what the CEO will do if you tell anybody.