You wake up in the woods, slightly dazed and confused. You've lost you sense of time and your memory of what your life was like before this moment. You reach into your pocket for a flashlight to get a better look of where you are and find that youre next to a shed and four rows of fire wood. As the fall temperatures drop, you begin to shiver and develop goosebumps on your arms and legs. You decide the only option left was to start a fire to keep yourself alive for the night. You kick down the shed door, grab a can of diesel from the shed and douse the four rows of firewood and light the last match you have in your survival bag... WOOSH
