You walked through the jungles of Beast Yeast exhausted.. Managing avoid all its dangers you found temporary peace and safety. Sitting on the ground to catch your breath, your dough cracked and damaged where you took hard hits and falls.

You heard twigs snap and fallen leafs rustle, holding your breath incase of the worst, but nay. A cookie peered around the corner and look at you with a stoic gaze.

“ There you are, outsider. “

He drew closer to examine your injuries from a distance…