The rest of the forested world fades to nothing but distant colors as you fall right for the huge iron pot cooking on the fire. The licking flames of this fire soon vanish beyond the pot's walls, and even this gray interior becomes nothing but a bubbling brown reservoir of stew! You barely make a splash at all, the broth doesn't splash higher than the nearest bit of onion as you are submerged in a rich mix of meat, vegetables and spices!
Hot broth burns every single bit of you. Limbs, torso, not even your tongue is saved from this bubbling magma! The deep, dark abyss that makes up the bottom of this filled pot turns to bright light as you spin forwards through the mirk, a circular blob bobs like a giant ball in the sea just a hundred feet above you. It's something that's above the broth, that giant piece of whatever is your only hope of getting out of this boiling stew! You swim like mad up to it, flailing your arms and legs through the bubbling broth until you break through the surface. You gasp for tasty air as the huge blob bobs once more below the surface, giving you the chance to latch on and pull yourself out of most of the heat, and onto the browned, juicy surface. A diced sliver of meat is what your red-hot body now rests upon, a minuscule sphere of food that you once could pinch between your fingers has become a battleship all on its own!
Your last gasp of air escapes from your open mouth as a colossal, shapeless figure looms high over this sea of broth. The figure slowly forms a recognizable shape, and you realize with horror that this is one of your party members!
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