>>1838732as you fumble around in the darkness you feel more scared than you ever have been in your life. the path in front of you grows ever more vague and the vines close in around you, with your dirk you cut a path but not without wondering if you were meant to be here, or if anyone has ever been here. what was that noise!? nothing sounds right and your drowsiness isn't helping anything. OUCH you swear there wasn't a root there before! you fell on your face, your dirk is somewhere in the vines, you can see, and your foot is stuck in this root. you try desperately to pull away, you hear otherworldly noises drawing in closer, strangling your unwary mind. as you struggle a loud ripping noise breaks through, and the noises from outside are silenced by your own struggles. you can hardly think about modesty when you feel you life is in danger out here, and your last pair of pants has been reduced to the same rags as the others. light breaks through the vines and you realize you must have been crawling through the woods for hours, and you are totally exhausted.
you think back on last night, and the day before, and your whole life leading up to this awful point. and then you attention goes to something you were to busy to think about earlier. you squeal in surprise as the ground beneath your bare bottom squirms, jumping from your seated position you find the culprit. more unholy noises echo forth from the caterpillar. you suddenly feel very gross and very ashamed. what should you even DO with this thing, it only causes trouble. you are lucky your tabard reaches down to your upper thigh, or you aren't sure you would even be allowed in town! heck you aren't sure you want to go in this state of dress anyone could see your naughty bits if the wind blew wrong! clearly you need to plan things out better
A) look in your book for answers! specify chapter
B) get rid of these bugs! kill them if you have to
C) perhaps you can get to town ahead of schedule, get going
D) write in
