No time to waste. You've got to get out of here, and get out of here NOW! Without a thought for personal safety, you dash out into the milling crowd.
You didn't know what you were in for. Feet stamp down all around you, each one causing a tremor in the ground that tumbles your frail form around like a pebble on a volcano.
Every time that you get up, you are knocked down again. Then, for a change, you are kicked. You should consider yourself lucky that you weren't stepped on, but as you are flying through the air at a considerable speed, that isn't the uppermost thought in your mind.
Instead, it is: I'm gonna die.
When you impact with the ground, you pass out. Upon waking, you realise that you aren't dead, but that the impact that led to your flight has also left you with several broken bones. Nothing major, but you're going to be in quite some pain for quite some time.
Wincing, you look around. There are no terrible giants around as far as you can see, and for that you're thankful. Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be any indication of exactly where you are at all.
But, as you examine your surroundings more closely, you come to realise that you are...
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