Donner Time

December, 19
“The three of us have been lost in the wilderness for nine days now. Hope of survival is dwindling. The bitter cold is relentless, but it’s the lack of food that’s taking the heaviest toll. For the past two days Rick and Jason have been wandering around with that ‘Donner Party’ look in their eyes. They’re really beginning to creep me out. I’ve been keeping my distance and trying not to look too appetizing… Uh-oh, the Donner boys are heading my way, and they’re sporting lobster bibs, that can’t be a good thing.”