For a completely random reason, you are in a battlefield where there is a broken Jeep, some boxes, barrels, sandbags... some big rocks, barracks; and in short, what you would see in a normal battlefield.

You walk around the place, disoriented, asking yourself why you are here.

After a few moments, you see someone quite peculiar approaching you; he doesn't seem to be carrying any weapons or anything similar; he is probably a muffin.

After getting decently close to you, he decides to talk calmly since nothing is happening.

Catalog Muffin: "Hello buddy! I'm really bad with my own greetings, so let me see... oh, there I go! I'm Catalog Muffin! How are you doing in this awesome battlefield, bud? Ahaha yeah! That is good."

The way Catalog Muffin says this... mostly feels like he is ranting rather than anything else.