>Get brutally soused in little fort.

Now that you're in your fort, the ritual is all prepared. Throwing caution to the wind, you uncork your UNIDENTIFIED BEVERAGE and imbibe. It turns out to be alcohol, and not some altogether funnier and more unexpected substance, like monochrome Howie Mandel piss, nasty gothy ink, or the blood of beloved troll friends.

Your identified beverage is now half full.

The powerful psychedelic and shamanic-visionary properties of alcohol begin to work their magic instantly. Your mere fort will soon be the funny clown car transporting you to a world of wonder... and the siren song of the liquor fairy is beckoning you into the uncanny places, the spaces beyond.

>Succumb to liquor fairy's siren song. Then, be beckoned into uncanny spaces beyond.