UnGames:Make it to Ketchikan/AlaganikHuh?
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After a full eighteen hours or so, you wake. You are greeted not by the ghost of a long-deceased Eyak, but by the ghost of Oscar Wilde.
“Alaska is like the anus of a dragon, so vast and so putrid, and so damn hot with fire… actually, it's the opposite of hot. Now, imagine, I guess, that the dragon is… uhh, an ice dragon. Yeah, a really cold ice dragon, because it's made out of ice. And of course, I am a bit of an anus connoisseur, for, well, reasons. But anyway, you must slay the ice dragon if you want to progress any further into its digestive tract, or the dragon will burninate you.”
You thank the ghost of Oscar, even though his message wasn't exactly helpful.
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