Beanstalk the and Jack

by David Welbourn for The Comp With No Name
Version 1.0 (Competition release, 31-May-2008)
E-mail comments to davidwelbourn@hotmail.com.
Thanks to Cowboy for running this comp, to inky for giving me the idea, and to Taleslinger for testing and comments.

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You're dreaming. Everything seems fuzzy, cloudy, distorted. You're carrying the axe from the woodpile and a golden harp you've never seen before.  Why are you carrying these things? It all seems so unreal.

"But it could be real, Jack," says a sweet voice. "A glorious future awaits you, if only you can figure out the steps you took to get here..."


Outside your home
You're outside the cottage you've lived in with your mother your entire life. There's a woodpile outside the door to the west and a small garden. The long road to the village market starts off to the east.    A huge green stump is in the garden.  Your Mother is here.  

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