Debra awoke groggily with the pecking of an eagle on her right shoulder. She arose and the eagle mounted on her shoulder as the sunlight seeped in through the window. A grin spread across her face, as she remembered that today was the big day. She excitedly hopped off of her mattress and fled through her bedroom door, the eagle in swift pursuit.

There it was. Lying atop a wreath of twigs and branches was an egg, as white as a pearl. Debra swiftly pulled her cellular telephone out of her pockets and tweeted about the brand new celebratory event #blessed. Debra had an irrational love for twitter, tweeting at least once every hour. All her friends followed her on twitter as well, save for a few (no one likes you spencer #lameGuy). She noticed, however, that one of her friends, Charles, went silent recently. The eagle hopped off her shoulder to rest atop the egg, and Debra moved on to the morning routine while they rested.

After getting dressed and feeding the eagle, Debra observed the landscape that lied outside her house. She lived on an expansive plain with broad hills stretching for miles, and yet she still got wifi from the government. She had no idea how, and didn't really care. Her humble abode was your stereotypical suburban house in the middle of nowhere, with a bedroom, a living room, and the bird room, where her eagle usually resided.

Speaking of Debra's eagle, she was her most loyal companion and best friend. Her name was Reosir, and she was about the same age as Debra, being with her for her entire life. Debra often went on expeditions outside with Reosir, and now that she thought of it, an expedition sounded like the perfect thing right now!

Unfortunatly, Reosir was sleeping. Debra woulod wake her up later, but for the time being, she decided to hang out around her house. One of Debra's favorite things to do was cooking, which was perfect since she lived alone with her eagle and had to cook all her meals her self. She decided to cook up one of the greatest delicacies she could make for breakfast, a lamb's eyeball. Debra retrieved a lamb's eye from her bag, used to hold supplies gathered by Reosir when she went hunting. Tossing it onto the frying pan, she stirred the eye around with a spatula while alos boiling a potato at the same time. She melted the cheese onto the potato, and placed the lamb's eye into the oven as she already pre-heated it to 700 degrees.

Debra left the kitchen while the lamb's eye heated up, deciding to explore around the house a bit more. Opening a small room to the side of the hall, she examined her many trophies for a variety of contests she had won over the years. She was quite proud of all her accomplishments, and a quick glance at these trophies always brightened up her day. She moved back into the kitchen, where OH GOSH THERE WAS A FIRE

Debra grabbed her mini portable fire extinguisher and sprayed in every direction to see a simmered down fire. She had to carry a fire extinguisher pretty much everywhere she went, as fires seemed to just gravitate towards her. The fire seemed to have woken up Reosir, so Debra decided now was a great time to go for a small expedition. Reosir fluttered onto Debra's shoulder, and she pushed the door ajar, breathing in the fresh spring air.

Hiking up the many hills of her home land, Debra felt truly alive. Spotting a lamb on the horizon, debra sent Reosir swooping down to murder it in cold blood. Reosir returned to Debra with two lamb eyes, and Debra pocketed the eyes into the pouch. The lamb, still alive, continued to bleed out until its soul slowly sank into the wavy grass.

Debra continued to move, not really wlaking but striding forward over the hills, when she felt a ringtone producing from her pocket. She grabbed her phone to see some snapchat direct messages from Abigail.

[initiate snapchatual conversation]

Rosebud: Hi

Belinda: Yo

Rosebud: So

Rosebud: You can like fly or whatever with your eagle right

Belinda: Yep!

Rosebud: Ok, so can you come to these exact coordinates posted below?

Rosebud: (insert coordinates)

Belinda: Um…

Belinda: Why though?

Rosebud: Ugh

Rosebud: Its classified

Belinda: Hmm…

Rosebud: What if I told you that I hid a geocache here

Belinda: Sure!

Belinda: I'll be there right away

Rosebud: cool

[deinitiate snapchatual converation]

Debra loved geocaching. It combined treasuring hunting with nature, two of debras favorite things. Debra's many favorite things. Debra loved adventure in general, as it broke the mundane bores of everyday life. Debra always looked for something more, beyond reality, a world of imagination. She sighed, knowing htat she was trapped in the rules of real life.

Well whatever. Debra retrieved the egg from her house, ready to take it on its first adventure, and grabbed on to Reosir's sharp talons. Reosir flapped her wings, using all 7 of her gigawatts to rise above the ground, Debra in tow. Debra used her phone as a global positioning satellite in order to guide Reosir to the coordinates. Reosir flew on route to the coordinates, which unbeknownst to Debra, led to an elevator that led to the core of the earth oh shoot I just spoiled chapter 13

To be continuhued