"Hide, quick!"

Oh no! I'm going to get eaten! Jack was shoved into the oven. I don't think I like the idea of hiding in an oven.

"Sit down and I'll make your dinner," Jack heard through the oven door. WAITAMINUTE!! She's going to cook ME for his dinner! Jack began to feel very claustrophobic. Ok, Jack. Think. If I stay in here, I might get eaten. If I jump out I WILL get eaten. I guess I'd better play it cool. Jack closed his eyes and tried to stop shaking.