Hall of Infinite Doors

Good job you bastard. You drew a hole and the toll booth fell in to oblivion, feeling proud of yourself you draw yourself some stick beer and get yourself get yourself drunk.

As you get out of your stick coma a giant stick dragon, You know with the triangle head and line for a neck and a big round body. Well this freaky monster is about to eat you, as any stick figure before you, you are dead scared and would pee in your pants. But unfortunately sticks don't were pants.

So mister stick what are you going to do?