Maybe Over Here?

With your feet squishing around inside their tight boots you do you best to plough on through the tall grass which thankfully no longer seems to be trying to grab a hold of you.

At least that's something going my way. You think.

A few minutes of fruitless searching through the long grass later though, your feet start to feel a pressure on them. You pause and look down, and see that the soft goo has been evaporated away and now leaves a dried up film covering your feet. You reach down and touch the stuff and realise your finger is sticking to it!

Huh..

You can pull your fingertip off with some ****, but whatever that stuff was, it's now quite sticky. Still, it doesn't seem to be sticking the bottoms of your feet to the grass much at all. You stand back up, determined to still get out of this long rubbery grass quickly and hopefully find your way back to the college.

Just as you are about to keep searching though you hear a rustling behind you! You turn your head to see an organic looking nozzel push through the grass at you.

Oh no!

You barely have time to shut your eyes as a thick spray of the slugs slime splashes all over your back and legs, making you fall over onto the grass! The hose doesn't stop though and continues splashing you down good all over your front and legs!

Shit!

You scramble to your feet and dash off hard into the grass.