You beat a retreat

Deciding that discression was the better part of valor you turn and start walking away from the floating monstrosity as quickly as your legs can take you.

"What on earth was that thing? Wait.. am i even still on Earth? How can a bubble just change its shape like that?"

Unbeknownst to you, everything here has just one desire, and you are it.

You continue walking at a brisk pace, hearing the squeak of the "Wooden cross" get fainter and fainter as you walk back down one of the paths.

After several minutes you can hear the squeaking get steadily louder, evidently it has your scent.

You take stock of your surroundings quickly:

• To your left there is a large bush, capable of sheltering you from the balloon.

• To your right there is nothing but a wall of thick vegetation.

• Ahead of you is nothing but a straight path through more thick vegetation without any canopy.

Behind you, the balloon is almost upon you.