Your hands breach open air; you slide out desperate for an end to the torture. Heedless of caution, you propel yourself out from under the cushion and plummet face first into the thick carpet below. The impact is nearly painless, but you still ache from the crawl.
"Oh, Jamie," Shyanna calls playfully from above. You quickly look to the left and right to see two towering white timbers.
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