You’re walking carefully, taking in the sights, when a deep rumble rolls through the ground like distant thunder.

You freeze.

Out from the trees stomps an elephant—massive, covered in dust, and clearly ticked off. Its ears flare, and it lets out a deafening trumpet that hits you like a Sonic Boom. But nope. This elephant is not in the mood for peace talks.

With a thunderous charge, it closes the distance in seconds. Before you can even turn to run, its trunk whips out like a living battering ram, grabs you by the leg, and—WHAM!—you’re airborne.

You go flying ten feet into the air, flailing . You crash into a muddy patch with a glorious splash, dazed, covered in leaves, twigs, and pure humiliation.