You are Richard the Dirtshoveler, a peasant living in the kingdom of Larion.
 You have a pitchfork and a nothing else. You wake up and begin working in the
 fields. You see a girl walking towards you with a pitchfork in her hand. She
 looks at you and smiles
> Nice pitchfork

"Hey! I'm here!" she says. "I've been looking for you all day".

She grabs your arm and leads you to where you know there is a well. The girl
 tells you that she has been searching for you since morning, but you were nowhere
 to be found
> I've been here, shoveling dirt, as I'm known to do

"It's me! It's me! I've been looking for you all day!" she exclaims.
The girl begins to cry. Her tears fall down her cheeks as she cries. You hug
 her tightly and tell her not to worry about it
> I always forget she's a little loopy. So what's with this well?

"Oh... I don't know". She says. "But I'll remember when we get back home".
She starts walking off. You follow her.
> Ah, I see where this is going. Nowhere, as usual.

As the two of you walk away from the well, you hear a voice.

> What does the voice say?

"I'm sorry, but I can't help you".
The voice fades into silence. You turn around and look at the well. There is
 no one there.

> I ask the girl if she also heard this extremely unhelpful voice

"What did the voice say?" you ask.
"Nothing". She replies.
> This well is kind of shit

"Yeah, it is". You agree.