The troll is captured!

Jessica angrily navigated the overgrown garden, **** to crawl. She felt her butt swish and jiggle more often, and the wind that brushed past her naked skin. All of these were constant reminders about her current situation, which she used as motivation to escape this awful woman's wrath and prevent those articles from reaching the public.

While Jessica planned it all in her head, she failed to notice the three wooden signs on either side of the garden. Each one had "NO TROLLS ALLOWED!" or "DO NOT ENTER IF YOU'RE A TROLL!". Jessica was too busy plotting her escape and controlling her anger to even notice any of her surroundings.

She suddenly felt a sharp tingly sensation in her right butt cheek. She turned to examine her butt, shocked to see a red fluffy dart stuck to the cheek. As soon as she saw the dart, Jessica felt really sleepy all of a sudden. She could no longer hold herself up, her legs and arms gave in as she stumbled onto the dirty ground.

As her eyelids grew heavy and slowly closed, she heard rustling behind her. "Dear oh dear." A british feminine robotic voice suddenly spoke. Too weak to check what was happening, all the naked reporter could do was close her eyes and embrace the urge to sleep. As her eyelids closed, she felt something grab her ankles and pull her across the ground...