"Wait, so your issue is not with people dying, it's people dying because of people who are here illegally?"
Also a wise tale to never go into tall grass without a partner. I never thought it would happen. I've ventured out of town before without any problem.
I see movement off to the side, a Deerling coming out of her den with her fawn. Its beautiful. There's a quiet serenity in this place, little did I know that it was about to make a drastic turn. I get closer to breaking through the tree line when I start hearing a shuffling jozzles behind me.
First, I think it's the Deerlings passing through, but as it gets closer I start to get a little nervous and start to walk faster. The noises get closer, close enough to were it feels as if something is breathing down my neck. I break into a run, trying to get to Route 1 again.
I nozzzles something brush against my calves but I keep going. Branches are catching my coat and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it firmer and firmer, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it.
Finally I breath a sigh of relief as I get out of the trees. I'm breathing heavily and sweat is pouring down my back...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑