Your eyes shift left and right, either its the dark and damp forest, littered with many noises that are foreign and different to you, or the smooth subtle dirt road. You mind races quickly to the dirt road."Wait a minute. . .did he say left or right?" surely he must have wanted you to go on the path of least resistance, so you decide on going with the dirt path. You quickly walk faster as to distance yourself from the growling forest.
The dirt path was fine for a while, but the longer you went, the more doubtfull you became of your own choice, and as you start to think you're wrong, a long thick fog rolls. "ahh geez, why did i not go left. . . OH CRAP!" As you continue moving you start to feel the ground move. You start to run. What you couldn't see through the fog was that you were coming up on a ledge, which beneath included the forest you so did much to avoid. You're running fails to help you as you lose your unseen footing, and start to slide down a steep slope.
Your still crashing down and it seems to be that your never gonna stop fal- WHAP
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