Seth Oreades
Seth awoke groggily to find himself lying on an unfamiliar, hard, metallic black surface. He sat up, looking around him. The black surface appeared to be some sort of pit, that stretched around him as far as he could see, rising into a circular wall that surrounded him at a thirty foot radius. There was nothing else in the pit with him. And there was another problem-
It was hot as hell.
Seth could feel his face turning red as sweat began to pour down his body. The floor itself seemed to be burning up, so much so that it was impossible to touch. He stood up, trying to summon one of his corners to shield him, but his powers refused to work. Seth was panicking now, as he began to run around till he hit the edge of the pit, attempting to jump up and grab hold of the top of the wall. Once he had done so, he began to pull himself up, and looked over the wall to see-
Fire. A concentrated mass of blue fire. And a large expanse of metal below it.
He looked out and around at his surroundings, with a sinking feeling that this looked all too familiar, that he knew this place from somewhere...
And then it hit him: it was the school's kitchen.
He was on a stove.
And this wasn't a pit.
It was a pot.
He heard laughter behind him, and slowly, very, very slowly, he turned his head around and looked up.
Towering above him, with a spatula at its side, was the tallest most horrifying mushroom he had ever seen in his life, laughing maniacally. It was wearing a chef's hat, and a long white apron with the words "I'm a fungi" scrawled across it. The heinous shroom took the spatula in the air and began to bring it down upon him.
Seth screamed.
