You enter the living room and approach the macaw.

‘Treasure!’ the bird screeches again.

‘What treasure?’ you ask, reaching out to stroke its feathers.

The bird screeches and lunges at your outstretched hand, its beak biting down on your finger.

You pull your hand back, but the bird doesn’t let go. It flaps its wings and lands on your hand, its claws digging into your flesh.

You are in great pain. If you want to yell for help, go here.

If you try to shake the bird off, go here.