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The Narrator 
The climb is long and arduous, but unblocked.
If beanstalks were elevators, this would be your floor. Climb the stalk any higher and there would be no ground to set your feet on. Tread carefully, however, as the path quickly narrows and there are no walls. Instead, perilous drop-offs await on both sides should one slip.
Soon, you come to another fork. From where you stand, the only different you can notice is that one path looks wider, at least as far as you can see, that is. Nothing else betrays what may lie ahead. Which way? Left and narrow or right and wide?
It felt as if this climb was never going to end but Jermaine kept on climbing up and up and up. Finally making it to the top of the wall he carefully hops off the stalk. Looking ahead he sees a path and starts to run...
Only to come to a sudden halt. The path was so narrow it was like walking on a balance beam. One wrong step and he was going to go tumbling down the side back to the bottom where he started. He did not want that to happen.
Now slowly inching his way along the path he comes to yet another stop as he approaches another fork in the road. Great now to choose again. Looking down both paths he doesn't hear any loud noises or smell any disgusting smells. He does see though that one path is wider than the other. Having spent enough time on a narrow path just now he chooses to take the wider path.
Shining the light from his wand in front of him he starts down the path hoping he doesn't run into anything that will prevent him from getting out of there.