It was too late. Or it will be.
Apocalyptic flames rage outwards from a certain remote compound. Cities around the world turn to ash. And the Federal Bureau of Druids has time for one, final ritual: to send you back in time to stop the Order of the Fiery Doom. With nothing but a mystical cocoon for company, you awake on the autumnal equinox, just a few days earlier. Luckily, given access to the right plants, that mystical cocoon will take you back further, to buy you more time to stop their devastating ritual... But what plants are there to be found in the heart of their fortress?
Joint 33rd place (out of 103) in the 26th Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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