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/////The Farm [Explore] option, existing scene
if (explore == 2) \PYZob{}
			outputText(\PYZdq{}Your explorations take you to the cow pasture. There\PYZsq{}s no bull here, so the cows are all placidly grazing, building up milk for Whitney to gather. One turns to face you, and you get the odd feeling that it\PYZsq{}s trying to tell you something.[pg]\PYZdq{});
////Add silly mode [Hummus] with tooltip \PYZdq{}A disconcerting suspicion flits through your mind as you remember the hummus you\PYZsq{}re carrying.\PYZdq{}
You\PYZsq{}ve some awareness of the dangers of transformatives in this world, and the look this cow is giving you causes you much discomfort. Perhaps there\PYZsq{}s more to her than a simple animal. Were you to consume certain substances with reckless abandon, would you be in this patch too, obliviously grazing? If there is a human beneath it all... could you revert them with the hummus you have?

Tentatively, you withdraw the jar from your [pouch], opening it for the animal to sniff. It takes little goading to have her begin scarfing it down, and you\PYZsq{}re horrified to find the beast shifting and changing. A pained and distressed [i:moo] echoes out, and a very distinctly humanoid head can be identified. [say: M\PYZhy{}moo...]

You frantically look around for anybody. Whitney must be inside her home. You will confront her about this without delay.
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You enter the humble abode mere minutes after your experience in the cow pasture. Whitney yells from another room, [say: [Name]? Good timing, was just about to eat. Come on in, have some.]

Taking the offer, you wander into the dining room and see Whitney[if (Kelt is alive) \PYZob{} and [if (kelly) \PYZob{}Kelly|Kelt\PYZcb{}] at the table[if (marble at farm) \PYZob{}; the busty cow\PYZhy{}girl, Marble, soon wanders in from another doorway, carrying an extra plate\PYZcb{}]. The meal is meat. [i:Beef.] The reality of what you\PYZsq{}ve seen overwhelms you and you shout out that [if (kelt is dead, marble is at camp) \PYZob{}she\PYZsq{}s|they\PYZsq{}re\PYZcb{}] eating [i:people!] In short order you explain what you discovered in the pasture, sneering with disgust as you do, yet you\PYZsq{}re only met with a light sigh. 

Whitney rolls her eyes and smiles. [say: They aren\PYZsq{}t people, [name], they\PYZsq{}re furries. They chose to become animals.][if (kelt isn\PYZsq{}t dead) \PYZob{} Kel[if (kelly) (ly|t\PYZcb{}] grunts in the affirmative, adding, [say:They\PYZsq{}re worse when they can talk, it\PYZsq{}s better like this.]\PYZcb{}][if (marble at farm) \PYZob{} Marble gestures for you to take a plate, finding no apparent issue with the concept.\PYZcb{}] It takes a few moments for it all to sink in, but you soon relax. It\PYZsq{}s true, those aren\PYZsq{}t people out there, and this is a rather wholesome meal to be accepting. Graciously, you sit down and join. It turns out to be a very pleasant time. \PYZob{}fill satiety, remove option from future cow pasture encounters\PYZcb{}
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