As you edge towards the lightning struck tree you get a strange
feeling something is about to happen. A petrified possum rolls out of
a darkly charred branch and stares blankly up at you with motionless
eyes. The erey atmosphere of just having a tree struck by lightning
just feet away from you, sends a cold shiver down your already
shivering back. You decide to do something with the tree like on the
movie where a guy makes a baseball bat out of a lightning struck tree
and wins every game he plays. But seeing as you hate baseball you
decide to make something more interesting like carve a machine gun out
of a branch from the magnificent gum tree. So you put your plan to
work.