Follow the Voice

Smartly not wanting to walk into a trap, you seek out the owner of the strange voice in the woods.

"Over here!" The voice calls, from just ahead of you. The underbrush seems to shudder and sway on its own further into the woods. Vines, brambles, and branches become impossibly thick, the further you push into the darkness, but the friendly voice urges you on ...

You see just beyond the current thicket in which you find yourself, a small clearing, and a small, vaguely defined figure on its edge.

You break through the underbrush, squinting at the small figure as you approach. Before your eyes can make any sense of what they're seeing though, a rope cinches tightly around your ankles!

The rope goes taut with incredible force, sending you toppling to the ground. The wind is knocked out of you. You're gasping for breath as the dim scene swims in your suddenly inverting field of vision. You're upside down! Hoisted into the air, your fingertips barely touching ground beneath you.

Scores of small creatures, no more than a meter tall, rush out from every direction. With speed and precision, they strip you over your shirt and use it to bind your wrists.

You catch your breath and your vision sharpens just as one of the creatures steps into view before you.