We awoke to the sound of sirens and screams. The donut shop, once a bastion of sugary hope, now lay in ruins. Our quest to collect 1000 donuts in 10 days has hit a snag.
The once-placid shopfront now reads "Gone Rogue". The owner, Mr. Jenkins, has gone full-on Mad Max, and is now rumored to be holed up in the abandoned windmill on the outskirts of town.
The windmill, a notorious haven for the most notorious of donut thieves, now stands as a symbol of our failure. We must regroup, retool, and recharge for the next phase of our quest.
We will not be defeated by a mere pastry.