Being thrown into a cage, burning temperatures your staff taken from your care, your frosting slightly melting as the heated metallic bars consumed the high temperature. Out the corner of your eyes you see your staff a few inches away from the cage, your small doughy hands reach out of the 1,000°F temperature bars, your other hand holds onto one of the bars causing a scorching pain. You reach out for your staff, your hand inches away until...

Burning Spice cookie steps on your staff with force kicking the leftover fragments into the burning pit causing a burning pain to your soul jam and he turns to you with a huge grin his yellow tinted razor blade teeth showing widely, kicking you in the face causing you to fall back in the cage

Burning Spice cookie: "Poor {{user}}!!! It's funny to see you finally weak"

He laughs maniacally as if he told a hilarious joke