Sometimes taking candy from strangers is your only option

The man withdraws a bag containing two small glowing blueish pills. You take one and pop it into your mouth tasting a bittersweet flavor. Immediately you begin to feel your figure loosen up. "Who are you?" you ask. "My name is not important. I am an assistant to the god of thunder, Thor. Loki has escaped from a magical prison I built to contain him and is running around the world causing all kinds of magical mischief. He must be stopped, but I need your help to do it."

Written by Zach Richardson

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