Run away!

I groan in pain and embarrassment as the prickly bush pokes me. So much for a heroic entrance. I'm lying on my back, the lusty ladies look at me, concern on their faces that gradually shifts back to something else.

"Oooohhh poor baby!"

"We need to nurse him back to health."

"Yeah... with some sexual healing!"

I gulp nervously. I need to get out of here! I roll around in the bush, ignoring its painful pokiness as I crawl through the other side. I can feel the thorns catching on what little remains of my clothes, but I'm so overwhelmed by my desire to flee that I just don't care at the moment.

I pop out on the other side, ignoring the sound of ripping fabric as I flee towards the treeline. I can hear the women calling out to me, but I don't dare look back.

"Awwww, come back!"

"We promise we'll be good!"

"Well… at least he left some souvenirs for us…"

I run as fast as I can away from them and hide behind a tree to catch my breath.

"Great plan, idiot!" I mumble to myself as I slide down to catch my breath and take stock of my situation.