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The low, cavernous room is filled with the irresistable scent of warm bread, sugar, cream and spices. Your mouth begins watering automatically. You try and suppress a whimper of delight, but fail miserably.
Stretched out in long snakes are about 15 conveyor belts, each busy producing its own delectable foodstuff. This must be where all the pies for the competition come from, and all the food in the park, for that matter. You feel a bit like a monkey in a banana plantation. Or something that's jumped from the frying pan into the fire.
The gorgeous scents assail your nostrils, starting your stomach clamouring to be fed. You see an exit on the other side of the room. If you can get to it, you should be OK. But you haven't eaten for hours, and all these rich, creamy delights smell so appetising..
It couldn't hurt to just taste a few.
Could it?
Written by Lupine (edited by wanderer)