The red salt is, to this day, something that Jake considers to be a practical joke that someone invented just to get their kicks in this place. After how bad it scalded him and the pain that came with it, he can't be made to believe otherwise.
Not that he's thinking about that when he hears a clatter and coughing and a bang as he's heading for the kitchen. If he's honest, he is kind of being clandestine, hoping to get a look at the stove and try and figure out where the electricity comes from to share with the rest of the village.
Instead he finds himself sprinting, worrying someone's choking. Not that most cough when they are choking but survival 101 is taking a back seat to trying to do the right thing.
So Jake comes skittering into the kitchen, wide eyed and a bit flushed, looking around.
Heat Wave
Not that he's thinking about that when he hears a clatter and coughing and a bang as he's heading for the kitchen. If he's honest, he is kind of being clandestine, hoping to get a look at the stove and try and figure out where the electricity comes from to share with the rest of the village.
Instead he finds himself sprinting, worrying someone's choking. Not that most cough when they are choking but survival 101 is taking a back seat to trying to do the right thing.
So Jake comes skittering into the kitchen, wide eyed and a bit flushed, looking around.
"Uhmmm, everyone okay in here?"