It was a dark and stormy night. The kind of night where you'd expect a chicken to be hatching from an egg, not one where the chicken itself was having a crisis.
The chicken, Cluck Norris, was feeling particularly deflated. His usual egg-cellent mood had taken a hit after a string of failed attempts at flying. He'd tried everything: flapping his wings, puffing out his chest, but nothing seemed to be working.
As he sat on his perch, feeling rather low, he spotted a wise old owl perched across from him.
"Hey there, Cluck," said the owl, "I see you're having a bit of a crisis."
Cluck looked up at the owl, his beady eyes filled with desperation.
"I just can't seem to fly, my friend," he said, his voice trembling.
The owl nodded thoughtfully.
"Ah, yes. I see. Well, Cluck, it's quite simple really. You just need to...
...read Chapter 3 for the full explanation, but essentially: you're just not trying hard enough."Cluck's eyes lit up with determination.
"I'll do it! I'll fly, I'll soar, I'll...
...read Chapter 4 for the thrilling conclusion!"And so, with renewed hope, Cluck set off towards his next lesson, ready to take on the skies and show the world what he was made of.