I'm sitting in the cold dark abyss of my home. i'm waiting for the inevitable to come alive while I tremble in fear. i see others playing, not knowing the reality about what is gong to happen sooner than they anticipated. it's 4:00 P.M and there is no sound outside...a little too quiet. Suddenly out of the blue, the monster takes me and thrashes on to a smooth green material. As the creature walks away, new senses flood my body like Mount Vesuvius floods the village Pompeii. My day dream is interrupted by stomping vibrations. My insides feel twisted and melting sensations take over. He grabs me with full grasping power and launches me into a hot box, "WHOOSH!". It fiddles with the contraption like a mad scientist building a rocket. The creature walks over to my neighboring village below mine and rips it apart. He is looking for something, from the look on his face it seems to be a major necessity for him. A red liquid is pulled and eagerly... he studies it. I'm not sure what it is but it was in a foreign language. It reads "K-E-T-C-H-U-P", I'm not sure what it meant. I look back at him and I'm shocked to see a disappointed look on his face. Slowly and in a depressing manner, he shuffles over to me and grabs me out of the box. I'm confused with his gentle motions as he drops me in my village. I look around and find all the citizens watching in awe as he closes our sanctuary. My name is Henry J. Smith and this was my story. The life-changing moment of a hot pocket.