You quickly strike the match and hold the bugspray in front of you. The Marb roars; who are you to threaten him with fire? The strange cat lunges at you but the bug spray is released just as quickly. A large ball of fire rushes at the Marb and burns his fur. The impact of the heat and flame knocks him down. Yet you have not killed him. It will take much more than propelled fire to destroy the Marb; he is angry and hurt and will get his revenge. Yet the fire has caught some of the floor and makes a wall of flame that separates you from the Marb; be grateful. Now you have a chance to escape.
As you are about to walk out of the hut, the book Do Not Open gets your attention. A large book full of secrets could make its owner rich…..
**This is where trails are mixed and paths are weaved, Now is the place where a Choice is concieved. **