Jake stumbled along the cold dry road. The sunlight mocked him, though it was bright there was no warmth in it. He had been walking for days with little water and no food...in the distance he saw a little town "if only I can make it to the corner, just that far Jake ol' boy you can make it that far..." he mumbled to himself, little knowing the fate that awaited him on that corner...

As he reached the corner he stumbled to his knees then fell smashing his face on the cold hard ground. He could feel the pebbles pressing into the flesh of his cheek. Jake looked up there was something, or someone coming towards him. He couldn't quite make it out the glare of the sun was too bright in his eyes. "If only if they see me" he thought..."h-help" it was the only word he could manage to get out of his dry parched throat...silently they moved towards him...

Squinting at the sun Jake looked up at his would be saviors, they didn't respond just stared at him with their cold orange eyes...and moved ever closer...

It wasn't until it was far too late that Jake realized that he had the misfortune stumbling into a pack of Orange Cones, left very hungry after a long hibernation and eager for the taste of warm flesh.