While running from your captors, you tripped and fell over the side of a cliff. Luckily, you were able to grab onto some roots, which were sturdy enough to hold your weight.

You called out for help, hoping that anybody would be close enough to hear and help before the roots gave way.

Snap.

One broke, dropping you slightly and making you cry out louder. Then another -- there's just one holding you now.

Snap.

Right before you plummet, you feel a hand wrap around your wrist.

"Hang on!"