"But what about Hillary and Mumm-Ra stealing Uranium and selling it to Skeletor to fund their child molestation ring underneath the Papa John's???"
Knivht feel 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.
I've walked confidently through there for awhile now and I can't help but wonder what got to me. I shrug as a catch my breath, adjust my pack and start walking through the grass. The Professor and Mom's warning float through my mind. Don't go into the tall grass, you could get hurt it you don't have a Pokemon with you.
' I smile, they worry over nothing, that's when my foot catches on something and I trip. I fall flat on my face and groan.
Ow, ow ow ow oww. Damn. ' I flip over and sit up, rubbing my back, trying to get the pain to soften. When I try to stand I can't, I look down, my foot is caught in a vine, its twisted around my ankle and halfway up my calf...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑