s you look into the abyss that is the deep jungle, you find your feet taking you along the dark and dangerous path. You cannot see anything, but feel the foliage ripping into your skin, tearing great scratches into your face and arms. As you beat away the branches in your way, you feel yourself fall into an open piece of ground. Your feet are sinking into the mud below. Is it mud? Is it quicksand? Is it goo? Is it indeed silly putty? What should you do?!




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