* * *

. . .

Good, Good!

You look down at the candle. The LED light flickers, then lights up. Somehow, this candle smells like . . . mint.

The wax will drip on your hands. Don't flinch!

Like I said, no going back now.

The first drop of plastic hurt, but as the rest followed, you didn't really feel much anymore.

Perfect . . . Now, crouch . . . and light this meadow on fire ! [Burn the grass . . . ?]

Well? [Run away]

Are you lost? It's . . too late now

This visit might result in: physical harm, mental scarring, loss of memories, loss of consciousness, lo

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