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The Hive heads left, you haven't visited the White Thing in a while. Stick to the original plan and keep it safe. Easy.
<statement>Our friend is up ahead, it should be okay. Just stay close.
The brush feels thicker than usual, and it's with no small annoyance you tear chunks of it away. Struggling with this, you try to look for the incline that led to the White Thing's 'home'. It was pretty small, but out of a hundred of you, someone has to notice the damn...
>"Are you sure it's this way...?"
<statement>Positive. The overgrowth is just bad tonight...
>"At least you have a means of cutting it, I’m just--
...
>"Sir?"
You peel away a handful of thorny, reddish brush to realize all too late that there is a Fence in front of you.
The Fence is composed of light, a full spectrum of color, shimmering what almost looks like glitter periodically, which sizzles out into the grass with a smoky discharge. A high pitched hum sounds from the Fence’s energy.
...
>"Sir!! You need to-- Oh no! Nonono- It’s a trap!"
The both of you were too distracted to see what was happening until it’s too late!
The fence was expanding, wrapping around the trees--fencing you in.
The two of you are trapped, not even a solid ten by ten foot square of pure light-
The color is so bright, your oculars can't quite adjust, it takes all your energy just to focus on what’s around you. JJ hides behind you, deathly silent.
...
Then the light looks at you.
And looks at you.
And looks at you.
And loo
>"Ha ha~!! Look what I caught today! A fresh slice of dumbfuck with a side dish of irrelevance! What brings the Pizzapal La-La-Loooooser Brigade into MY Woods?"
