Puppetmaster

You search the plains in the pouring rain, mud sticking to your shoes and splattering on your jeans. There are very few trees in the area, and though you are able to collect a few sticks, they are all soaked to the core and not suitable for a fire. You give up and sit down under a different tree. You shiver in the cold and wonder if this is one of the Puppetmaster's tests.
"Stay alive" he said. You look around some more, trying to find a solution, but there doesn't seem to be any in sight.
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