A Trouble Trove of Sorts - Part 1
With a notebook I scribbled full of places to see and things to find there, I set off on my newest adventure. However, I wasn't quite sure where to go first. Pivot seemed like a good place to check first, since there's a lot of weird anomalies reported from there. One time there was a baby squirrel girl who managed to survive a house fire unscathed, despite the rest of the house having burnt down, including the crib the baby was sleeping in. She was the only survivor of the incident. I can't imagine what life must be like for the poor gal, being a sole survivor like that. Call me superstitious or emotional, but thinking about that made me less willing to visit Pivot. Maybe I thought going there would result in me catching on fire, this time.
Instead of Pivot, I decided it would be best to go somewhere a bit more remote. I consulted my trusty map and my usually-trusty compass, and started towards the Northernmost Woods. Though I've probably walked more miles