You got up, your head hurting. The only thing you know about your existance is your friend making you parkour for diamonds and nothing else, no ounce of memories left within your brain besides the previous day. Outside the day had started and the pro was awaiting at your door. You open the door and wait on the doorstep.

Parkour Pro: "You know the deal. You can do one block jump for the chicken or you can attempt the one block vertical jump for the beef."