Eating cake is your only comfort as time crawls past in the cooling darkness. You're almost excited when vibrations and slicing sounds indicate that the cake is starting to be cut, taken apart to be devoured.
Then you remember that you are part of that cake, and that you yourself may be devoured. You tense and fight to control your breathing.
Teeth shred the landscape in whcih you are trapped, and the awesome visage of yet another god-like woman looms above you, your attention focussed entirely upon the thundering, annihilating mouth directly above you. A distant hand presses a fork down, crushing and deforming the cake. You can feel it coming apart around you, and let out a bark of triumph at freedom.
Then the greatest earthquake of all, as another titan collides with the one holding you aloft. She drops her plate, and you tumble downward with her cake, the crumbs providing a soft landing for you. Bad news is the collection of stomping, crushing feet all around you. You've survived being eaten, but being flattened beneath the weight of these gods remains a distinct possibility! To survive, you must choose a path!
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