Defy the Wretched Sun

You stand alone in a field of grass. No clouds. No shade. No air conditioning. No little pocket fan. Not even a breeze. Nothing to protect you from the shining terror above.

Sun wears a cruel, petulant smirk. He radiates heat without any consideration for your comfort. Sweat builds on your brow, stinging your eyes. You wet your chapped lips with what remains of your saliva. You become very much aware of how you smell.

Sun has taken your comfort. Your health. Your willpower. Your dignity. This may be your last chance, since you’re still on your feet. It’s time to strike back against your oppressor. Now, while you still can.

It’s time to defy the Sun.

Click on the action that most closely resembles what you were doing 10 minutes ago.

• Reading.
• Writing.
• Eating.
• Drinking.
• Moving.
• Resting.
• Thinking.
• Playing.
• Listening.
• Talking.