You thrust your scroll and feathered quill upon random Olde Yorkers, but they will not sign what I call your SILLY PETITION because they do not know who Todd Grisham is. Your petition is eventually torn asunder by Spike Dudley, a disgruntled Gnome. You chase him all around town, ultimately dying of frostbite because you refuse to wear a jacket.

Thou hast been deadened.