[@Guardian Angel Haruki]

You awaken in a strange cave, with very little memory of what had happened. You had the vague remembrance that you were simply falling asleep one night, a bit restless but nothing unusual, but now you find yourself in your sleeping clothes on the dirt floor. Scattered around you are old, dusty skeletons, dressed in tattered clothing and rusted armor. This was not the world that you remembered. Even if you called out for help there was no response but the light howling of the wind that lead further down the cave. There seem to be some light going above, which was the only source of illumination that even allows you to see your surroundings. There was really only one place to go unless you intend to end your life here.

Of the skeletal remains, there were very few things worth scavenging. There was a solid wooden staff, intricately carved if a bit dirty. On one body was an intact backpack full of supplies; there was a rolled up furred bedroll, some sort of eating utensil set made of copper, what appeared to be a matchbox, a few bundles of sticks, an empty canteen, and a coil of rope. In it's own separate sack was a box containing what appeared to be bread, however it was surprisingly hard. You couldn't even crush it in your hand. There was also a spare set of clothing here, what appears to be a pair of pants and a shirt, though they were a bit too big for you. 

As for weapons there seemed to be a almost intact set of throwing knives tucked into the bandolier of one skeletal corpse without a head. There were ten knives total; these knives looked far too thin to be used to cut or slash, but they looked somewhat like the sort of throwing knives ninjas would use. And finally, of the corpses there was one that was disturbingly small. The other bodies at least might've been adults, but this one was of a very small person. Whatever they had seemed to have been taken or destroyed, but underneath the bones you could make out some sort of canvas. If you were willing to dig underneath, you'd find a flatten pouch containing five gold coins. Additionally, you'd soon find a small piece of jewelry you're familiar with. You remember this as this accessory belonged to you, though your memories of you wearing it to sleep was fuzzy. Still it's something familiar in this unfamiliar world.

The climb out of the cave would feel almost treacherous as you traverse towards the unknown, but it would be harmless as you find yourself looking across a truly new landscape. The air here is crisp and cold, and it's difficult for you to figure out what time it is. The sun was up, but whether it was rising or lowering you won't know until hours later. You are but a mere speck in this vast landscape. And should you turn around to see what was behind you, you'd suddenly find that the cave you came out of was no longer there. Now there was only solid dirt and rock. No going back.

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In the distance you could make out the vague signs of smoke. A rather tall and thick tower of black smoke. If you had to guess, it actually wouldn't take you very long to reach the source, perhaps ten or twenty minutes at most. But even from your vantage point you cannot make out what is the cause of this smoke, as it's deep inside a canopy of trees.

What shall you do?