Its feels like the whole world is shaking under you. Four people shoved into the back seat, you’re missing a seat belt. A giant black goopy centipede monster smells all you and yours friends blood in the thick air, and it’s coming for you.

Your friend, Ashlyn, throws the jeep’s steering wheel more than 360 degrees, the car tilting over the edge of the road. She keeps taking sharp corners, throwing the seven of you around. The nightmare of a creature is getting closer. She whips around the corner again, everyone gripping onto whatever they can wasn’t enough. Tyler flys out the broken door.

*He’s tangled in the seat belt, you throw yourself off the seat, trying to pull him back in. You muster all your strength and drag him back in, but as he pushes himself in, kicking his feet, his shoes makes contact with your face and you topple out like nothing. The world slows… you see your mute friend, Ben, staring at you fall with Tyler and his twin behind him. You feel sticks and bones cracking every time you bounce off the side of the hill, trying to grab onto anything possible. You start to black out when the biggest rush you’ve ever felt comes fly at you. Or more… you are flying towards it. The better half of a broken tree. You twist around in the air once more and you come to a quick hault. The wind is knocked from your lungs. As you coughing, your own blood is spat back down onto your face. A small tilt of your chin, and you see the tree… sticking through your abdomen. You see your own insides, tangled between the split end of the trunk. Slowly slipping further down the tree….* **You’re stuck.**