"So, how was death?" Asked Jack, carving up a zombie for more food.

Taylor blinked. "That's it." She said. "I died and went to hell."

"By the way, you look like shit."

Taylor blinked, and looked at her hands.

"I'm a zombie?"

Jack smiled.

"I'm going to have so much fun with this." He declared.

Taylor glared at him, and Jack cleared his throat.

"Er... Sorry. How'd you die?"

"Giant monster thing sat on me."

After that, Jack found that he couldn't stop laughing.

Taylor smiled. "Karma, Jack."

Jack sighed. "Couldn't you have stopped me before I rolled into the fire?"

"Could've. Didn't."

Jack shrugged. "Fair."

Taylor stopped, and turned to him. "You're planning to kill me, aren't you?"

"...No?"

Taylor glared, and Jack decided that it would be wise to change the subject.

"So... The big monster thing behind that door? Let's go kill it."

"Alright then. You go first."

Jack walked towards the door, finishing of his piece of meat as he did so.

"Can't be too hard."

Jack walked into the door, and Taylor smiled.

"Three... Two... One..."

Jack popped up at the bonfire again.

"So, how'd it go?"

Jack reached down, and picked up something from the zombie he had been carving up.

"Forgot my knife."

Taylor smiled at that, and Jack cheerily strolled up to the big doors.

Moments after he entered, a huge thud came from the room, and Jack opened the doors again.

"It's dead! Come help me carry the loot!"

Taylor unlocked the door, while Jack picked up his new mace.

The two walked out, onto a cliff.

"Isn't that a bit big?" Asked Taylor, looking at the hammer.

"That's what your mother said last night." Replied Jack.

Jack found himself at the bonfire again moments later.

"Okay, maybe I should give her some time to cool down."

He looked around, and saw a balcony behind him.

"...How do I get up there, anyway?"

It took Jack a few hours before he considered re-entering the giant hall. Once he did so, it only took a few minutes to notice the doorway to the side, and find a new bonfire.

Unfortunately, the door behind him was sealed shut, so he was unable to go back and see if Taylor would hesitate to push him off of a cliff for long enough for him to pretend to beg for mercy.

Jack sat at the Bonfire for a moment, remembering how he kept coming back at the last one he sat at. As he did so, he noticed a small box sitting nearby.

Moments later, the lid was removed, and Jack was rifling through the contents.

"Huh. Bigger then it looks. Lessee... Food, that's useful... Armour, might come in handy... Gold coin, keeping that..."

Eventually, Jack came to a scroll. Quickly scanning it, Jack caught the words 'Dark bead' before getting bored.

Feeling hungry, he threw the scroll into the fire, and started roasting some sort of meat over it.

After eating a quick meal, he got up, and began exploring again.

"Huh. More zombies. Eh. Stab and loot."

It was a pattern that served him well. Stab the zombie with a bow and arrow, loot bow. Stab the zombie with a shield, loot the shield. Stab the zombie wearing some sort of fancy armour, loot weird flask of golden stuff.

It took Jack half an hour at most before he came to the weird door covered in fog.

"Huh... This should lead back to where I killed Fatty..."

Shrugging, Jack walked through, then jumped down onto the floor.

The floor promptly broke, and it was only Bonesaw's enchantments that let Jack live long enough for the explosion to rip him apart.

Sighing, he opened his eyes at the bonfire.

Fie minutes later, he was standing at where the fog used to be. Rather then going down into the hall again, he turned to the edge of the building and jumped off.

Taylor was sleeping on the grass, every insect in the area gathered near her.

Jack promptly kicked her awake, which resulted in all the insects flying at him. Taylor woke up and glared at him a few minutes later.

"Good morning." Said Jack. "Find a way out?"

"No." Replied Skitter.

"Well then, we better make ourselves comforta-"

At this point, the giant crow that was hiding below the cliff got bored of waiting for the two to approach it's nest, and grabbed them.

Jack and Taylor were being held in a talon each. Jack was being held by the torso, while Taylor dangled from her foot.

Jack spoke up. "So, how's the view?"