Grandpa: "Well Diggy, you've basically rewritten history by discovering the late human race. You've dug up thousands of skeletons, found wreckage of their vehicles, heck, you've even found battle attire from their first empires! You've made enough money to have our family prosper for generations! I couldn't be more proud-"
Diggy: "Must...find...THE TRUFFLE"
The man woke up. He saw monsters everywhere along the patch of land, but he also spied a campsite. He made his way to the camp. Another was standing near the campfire, and when the man approached him he said "Greetings! I am a travelling merchant who sells weapons and armor. However," The merchant paused, "I require 500 gold pieces. With it, I will give you something that will allow you to escape this island." The man was intrigued, he searched his purse to find that he had 500 gold. "Here you are. Now get me off this rock." The merchant smiled, "Very well, fool!" The merchant began his magic. "What are you doing!" The man called as he leapt to stop the merchant. But he was too late. A surge of pain overcame the man and he fell to his knees. "What have you done to me?" The merchant laughed, "Step into the water." The man walked into the water, only to find that he had taken the shape of a boat! "NO! I AM CURSED!" All the man could hear was the merchant's damning laughter.