The year is 1985, and the world is on the brink of collapse. The only thing that's still standing is the talking bear, Bertram.
Bertram, a talking bear from the forest, has a penchant for the dramatic.
Bertram: "I am a bear of great consequence! My paws are like thunder, my roar is like thunder, and my fur is like... well, it's like my fur."
But as the world crumbles around him, Bertram's grip on reality begins to slip.
Bertram: "Wait, what year is it again? And what's the capital of France? Oh, and what's this strange, glowing rectangle everyone's always staring at?"
Will Bertram find his place in the world, or will he succumb to the crushing weight of his own delusions?