Hyacinth sensed that familiar fear from earlier. It was the same feeling she got when the darkness settled in for the first time. The scarecrow was right. In this world, it was dangerous to be out during the night. Whatever this world was. All Hyacinth knew was she didn't belong here and everything here was out to get her.
Hyacinth took shelter in the cabin a second time. Sitting on the table inside, where she left it, was her lantern. Hyacinth didn't forget the other feeling from earlier. Something was still off about the wardrobe, but the darkness was now her immediate concern. As Hyacinth went to turn on the lantern, she stopped. Her eyes were drawn to the center of the table. There was a candle stick sitting there. Hyacinth pulled out a chair to sit down in its faint, warm glow. For the time being she felt safe near the candlelight. So long as it kept burning, she knew she would be okay. After a few minutes of silence, Hyacinth heard the sound of birds chirping in the trees outside. Dawn was cast over the sky for mere seconds before it was daylight again.
What was going on? There was something odd about the day and night cycle. Hyacinth stood up and ran to the window. There was a dark aura lingering around the glass outside. Something evil was here recently. Hyacinth grabbed her lantern before leaving the cabin. She wanted to make sure she wasn't ever caught out in the night without it. "H-Harvey? Was that your name?" Hyacinth called out. "Are you still around?"
"Sure I am. I'm stuck here just as much as you are." The scarecrow appeared from nowhere on his scythe. The wind seemed to obey his every command. What was allowing this scarecrow to speak and move?
"You said earlier I inherited a cursed farm... but why am I even here to begin with? I crawled out of a well for crying out loud. I don't remember anything from..." Hyacinth trailed off. She couldn't remember a single thing about her life before. She just knew she had one.
"From...?"
"From before?" At Hyacinth's words, the meter suddenly appeared, shaking violently. The color was halfway into the red, just a few inches before the black zone. Hyacinth and Harvey both stared at it, sweat forming on their foreheads.
"Like I said, I wouldn't think about it so much, okay? It's a bad idea to take it in all at once. Let's... just focus on something else for now then maybe we might jog your memory more healthily while we're at it. You know, without setting off the sanity meter." Harvey said, putting his arms behind his back in a suspicious manner and stepping in front of the meter to block Hyacinth from seeing it. The wind twirled Hyacinth around unexpectedly, pushing her toward a crop plot. There was a fence surrounding all sides except the front. The wood barely stood the test of time and it looked ready to fall if the wind blew the wrong way.
"What's this?" Asked Hyacinth.
"It's a crop plot so get used to seeing these a lot if you don't want another visit from the Earth Thing. It is like it when we grow crops for some reason. It never eats anything, but growing crops seems to stop it from destroying the farm so who am I to judge?" The scarecrow shrugged. "You still have that rucksack, right?" Hyacinth remembered she was still carrying the small brown sack he had given her earlier.
"I do," Hyacinth said, holding it up.
"Good. Open it." Said Harvey. Hyacinth did as she was told and pulled out a series of items ranging from an axe, a pickaxe, a shovel, a hoe, a watering can, and a fishing rod. There were also a few pouches of seeds which were potatoes and carrots. Hyacinth couldn't wrap it around her head how all of those items could fit inside. "This is everything you need to get started. For now, you'll need the hoe, seeds, and the watering can."
"Am I seriously about to garden because a talking scarecrow told me to...?" Hyacinth put a hand to her forehead and sighed.
"Remember, we're trying to do something to help us remain calm. It's supposed to keep your buildings safe too. I've noticed you chose the cabin to hide in so I would recommend that you not upset the Earth Thing or it could be next. Do you know how to plant and water crops?" Asked Harvey. Hyacinth stared at the dirt for a moment. She hoed the ground, sowed the seeds, and watered the dirt without a second thought. Hyacinth wondered if she was a farmer before she ended up here because she seemed to know what to do. Harvey clapped his hands excitedly when she was finished.
"Okay, what now?" Hyacinth asked.
"We just wait." Harvey stared at the plot, rubbing his hands together.
"I'm supposed to wait for them to grow?" Just as Hyacinth said this with a groan, saplings began to dig up through the dirt. Her eyes widened at how fast they were evolving into potatoes and carrots. Hyacinth recalled the day and night cycle and gasped. This world's days and nights passed with a blink of an eye so it made since the plants grew much quicker than she was expecting them to. Before she knew it, the crops were fully grown.
"See, that wasn't so hard, was it? Now harvest them. Hurry. Before they wilt." At the scarecrow's warning, Hyacinth quickly gathered up the potatoes and carrots. "Good. It's best to replant a few so you have continuous growth, but don't forget about them." At his suggestion, Hyacinth planted a few carrots and potatoes.
"You said I can earn coins from your shop by doing this, right? What are you even selling?" Asked Hyacinth. The scarecrow smiled as widely as ever.
Harvey snapped his fingers, opening up the store tab of the menu. He flipped it around for Hyacinth to see. Hyacinth could see where she could convert crops into gold coins, but she also noticed various other forms of currency were listed. There was a section for different seed types, tool upgrades, and special items with cool effects like boots that can help her run quicker. Harvey also sold lantern oil, teleport tokens, healing items, and a helper pal that could gather resources for her. Some things required coins, but others needed a combination of coins and resources. Mostly the tool upgrades required a special resource such as a certain type of ore. This harvest yielded Hyacinth fifty coins. She could only afford seeds, so she decided to hold off on buying anything for now. Something did stand out to her, though.
"What's with the healing items?" Asked Hyacinth.
"While some things can result in an instant game over like the sanity meter, there are other things that can take a few health points from you and the only way to reverse it is to buy health items." Hyacinth's eyes widened as she felt the scarecrow reach past her face and gently touch the flowers that she had no idea were growing from her hair. "You can track how low or high your health is by the number of flowers growing in your hair. You start with three, but I'll explain how to get more later." Said Harvey. Hyacinth swatted him away and stepped back. She grabbed the flowers and realized they were permanently a part of her hair strands. Hyacinth couldn't see them without a mirror, but as she touched the left side of her head she could tell one of the flowers wilted away. Was this the result of being in the dark without light for too long?
Hyacinth trembled at the mere thought of something causing the last two flowers to wilt away. What did it mean to get a game over and why did she get the feeling Harvey's idea of it being 'fun' isn't the same as hers?
Before Hyacinth died, she was obsessed with a cute, but creepy chibi-styled farming game known as Harvest Frights. Unknown to her, this game would soon be her permanent residence. Trapped in her favorite game, day and night pass in mere minutes, crops grow in seconds, and there's a creepy cute, crow-hating, and pumpkin-loving scarecrow that serves as the tutorial guide. Harvey is more than willing to help her learn how to run the cursed farm she inherited and how to protect herself from the eldritch beings that stalk the farm... but does Harvey know more than he leads on? Could he know why Hyacinth is trapped in a video game?
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