Booeys: A Journey Home

Clouds part on a grim, desolate area. A small fire is lit at the edge of a path. A small, green booey is floating around, a puzzled look upon its face. The booey is surprised but not frightened by you. You look kind enough. But the others would be scared of you for sure. He is very lonely and It’s nice to have someone to talk with. The booey says its name is Hubsley. There is a whole town of booe…