I suppose if I had to pick some kind of terrain to get lost in, it’d be some kind of spooky forest. Once you come back from tromping around in a spooky forest, there’s really nothing else that can scare you anymore. It’s just like ‘oh yeah, went for a walk in a spooky forest full of spooky ghosts playing pranks and unleashing mischief’, and then you can basically do anything.
Okay, now I have to pick what set of skills I’d take with me into the spooky forest. Well, my best friend’s aunt’s husband does roof tiling around Melbourne. I guess I’d just pick that, if I’m allowed to pick skills I don’t have. Don’t get me wrong, roof tiling is so very useful, but not so much when you’re talking about things like getting lost in a spooky forest. You’d be wandering around the forest, and it’s not like you’d be some kind of woodland tracker, or a ghost hunter, or even one of those people who goes on camps with young children and teaches them how to make fire and to not disturb wild animals. You’d come back and get to be all like ‘oh yeah, I wandered around the spooky forest and all I had was my skill in roof restoration and an extensive knowledge of different types of roof tiles’.
The question now is whether I’d be armed with any of my roofing tiles. Because I’ve been hit on the head with a falling tile before. There’s nothing non-painful about it, and if you were wielding those as weapons, you could probably fight off a pack of wolves or something. I don’t want any advantages.
Now, am I alone? Because if there’s a girl with me, we’re probably going to fall in love on our trek through the spooky forest and then we’ll want to build a home, after which my knowledge of roof tile restoration around Melbourne is going to come in very handy indeed because we’ll build our dream home right there. Got to watch that. But that all works for a screenplay beginning, at least: Spooky Forest Roof Tile Wanderer, Pt IV.
-Max