I found myself standing before at a small dinner table with only a setting for one placed despite the two chairs. I had been hoping for an audience with Great Aunt Mabel™, so I took the chair opposite the diner. Perhaps I will serve her tonight or help assist as a great-grandniece would be expected to in her era.
I felt an intense pressure upon me as if someone of great stature was nearby and disapproving of my choice of seating. So I moved to the other chair on the other side of the table and placed myself before the empty plate.
I looked up to see the owner of the silent glare had been standing behind me and was now in front of me bearing a tray in one hand and an identifying globe device in the other.
I knew then that Great Aunt Mabel™ was not going to visit me this night.
[The Death God] said nothing to me as [they] placed the plate of sacrificial meat before me. With only a pointed gesture, I was commanded to eat.
I don’t remember the act of eating, but I did eat.
I remember nothing more.