As the others exit the car, you grab your lip gloss and hop out, careful not to smudge your short white skirt.
"Yuck," you cry as you step in something gooey. A black substance sticks to your one-of-a-kind designer platforms, not unlike tar. The others come to your aid and examine the goo.
"That's weird, not something you would find in a forest," Jake says, taking a closer look.
"Well, it's been fun playing Sherlock Holmes, but could someone PUH-LEEZE get me out of this stuff!" You were fast becoming angry and a little scared because it seemed as though the black goop was slowly sucking you down into the ground...shit!!
"Okay...guys, I think it's some sort of quicksand! Get me out of here!" You wail.
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