[ WP ] Dragon bones are discovered in a remote mountain range . You are part of the expedition to search for more specimens , but when you approach the bones , they begin to move and grow flesh until a living dragon sits before you . He tells you that you are the Dragon Master and must revive the others .

`` You're a Dragon Master,'' he said. 
 
 `` I am *crazy*,'' I thought in response. 
 
 I looked around the cave. The others had started the long trek back to the campsite. I stayed behind, saying I wanted just a few more pictures of the bones. Professor Pavlis, head of the expedition and my graduate advisor, indulged me since I found the cave, cautioning me not to touch anything. 
 
 The truth was, I could n't leave. I had felt some pull to the pale, white bones that started in my gut and ended with me brushing an enormous spot just above the pierced septum with the back of my hand and falling flat on my ass as the bones rose into the thin mountain air and grew flesh. 
 
 I was huddled in the dirt in a way that did n't seem very masterly at all. 
 
 `` As a Master, it is your duty to revive the others,'' the dragon said as wisps of smoke began to pour out of his nostrils. His nose ring glinted in the light of the setting sun, which was streaming into the cave in rays of orange and red. 
 
 I crawled back a bit. The smoke made and the rising sense of mortal terror made it hard to breathe. I was one wispy huff away from a panic attack. I tried to stand and my legs failed me. 
 
 `` Um,'' I said, `` Can I get back to you on that?'' 
 
 The dragon huffed incredulously, his scales iridescent in the light. `` One does not choose to be a Dragon Master,'' he said. More smoke. I even thought I saw a spark or two fly out of his nostrils. I finally managed to stand up and went full tilt into a sprint. In a flash, the dragon was in front of me, blocking the entrance. The cave went dark, only the barest hint of light trickling past the lower ridges of the dragon's spinal osteoderms. 
 
 `` Okay, okay,'' I said placatingly, holding my hands up, the problem-solving part of my brain overriding the lizard brain telling me to do something stupid and life-ending. `` What do I have to do?'' 
 
 The dragon breathed fire over my head. I turned my face away from the heat, arm flying over my head as if that would help to protect me. In the newly illuminated space, I saw thousands of enormous bones littering the deep expanse of the cave. 
 
 ~*~ 
 
 `` What the hell were you thinking?'' Edith demanded, once we were in the car. I watched the police department building grow smaller in the side mirror, and clutched my leather bag to my chest. `` Tampering with an archaeology site? Your career is ruined, John!'' 
 
 `` Honey, I have something to-'' I started. 
 
 `` And why the hell do you smell like smoke?'' she said. She continued, `` John. John listen to me!'' 
 
 I did n't hear her. I saw Ancalagon sailing across the sky, heading north, an enormous black hulk. People stopped and pointed on the sidewalk. 
 
 `` Damn it, I told him not to go the house.''
