Michael almost doesn't even notice that something wacky is happening. He's wondering if he wants to go right into the cave, or pop up north and see what's looming that-a-way before deciding, when he feels the harsh tingle on his hands. Like touching a static doorknob with all five fingers at once.

He looks down in time to see his hands light up, and then with a pop He's just.... there.

"What the-?" He looks around, patting himself, blinking owlishly.

Slowly, he seems to come to a conclusion. "Ohhhh, okay, I fell asleep playing the game. Man, that's one hell of a sugar coma. Okay, Michael, what'cha gonna do?"

He's gonna go into the cave.