Day One: Part 1

[Chloe Price]

I found no one even TRYING to go for the item. "What, did everyone find out the package sucked or something?" I asked no one in particular. I decided to head down into Dante's Town, turning south and proceeding to walk. "Alright...I have a LOT to do..." I grabbed another little cracker and ate it. "I have a special weapon or whatever to pick up, I have some people to kill, and hopefully, I'll have to figure out what the heck an Artefact is so I understand my prize." While walking, I tripped. A few of my unopened MREs, a couple crackers, and my Glaive fell out. "Ah, nuts!" I picked up the weaponry and MREs and stuffed them back in, while leaving the crackers behind. "I'm getting hungry again." I said to myself. I had worked up an appetite; you'd be surprised how much of an appetite you get watching for someone you could kill. I then sighted the bird from before again, and quickly hid in a bush. "...Why waste all my MREs when I could just hunt?" I whispered. "I've witnessed multiple human deaths before, I mean, I'm a forensic scientist in my world...Hunting...? Not a problem." I then suddenly jumped out of the bush, at the bird. It flew away, and my Glaive was driven into the earth while I faceplanted into the ground. I got up. "...I really should have judged the physics better on that, to see if I could attack fast enough." I ran at the Glaive and started pulling it out of the ground, the long poleaxe being stuck. It would barely budge. "This is embarrassing..." I then took off without it, seemingly. I then suddenly charged at it, trying to knock it out of the ground with a charge...I ran past it, at super speed, into the wall of the house I was in a little bit ago. "...Am I gonna have to spend the rest of my day getting this dumb wood-cutting tool out of the ground?" I asked no one in particular, insulting the poleaxe as if it was an actual person. "I need to judge the physics better this time." I then walked over to it and started to use all of my strength to try to pull it out of the ground. Eventually, I pulled the Glaive out, and ended up tipping over, stopping the pull one second too late. I then got up, feeling halfway stupid, picked up my Glaive, and put it back in the duffel bag, heading off towards the town again.