"You didn't find it," says the gnarly pile with its deep gravelly voice.  "You stole it."

    "Same difference!" you shout.

    "Brad?" says Katie.  "Are you talking to that pile of crap?"

    "Yeah," you say.  "See, I found this human hand inside it, and now--"

    Katie watches in horror as the gnarly pile reaches out a slimy tentacle, ensnares you, and then pulls you inside of itself, devouring you.

    Let me give you some advice, my friend:

    Never defy a gnarly pile of refuse.
 

Your final score is:

14