You awaken to the scent of burning pork. Taking inventory of your surroundings, you note the following:


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    <li>You''re in the center of a large, burnt clearing, beyond which lays thick forest.</li>


    <li>You''re on a pile of burning logs.</li>


    <li>Youarethe fire.</li>


    </ul>


    Some sort of charred husk is tied to your, for lack of a better word, feet. It reeks of pork. What is pork again?This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    The breeze picks up and you swell to twice your previous size temporarily. As the clouds above move out of view, a bright light pulls your vision upward. There, between massive stormfronts, is a bright yellow light. You gaze upon it and feel an urge to...