Robert continued running and screaming while the Rapier Wasps continued chasing and buzzing. He was tiring, the pain he started to feel where a few wasps had stung him made him realize the adrenaline was starting to fade. Soon he would become to exhausted to run and with the number of wasps chasing him, he knew that he would die. "Killed by bugs. Not the way I was expecting to go out," Robert thought. He began searching his surroundings looking for anything that might save him from his current predicament. "There! Water!" he shouted, as soon as he saw the stream. Robert ran in the direction of the stream. As he got closer, he took off his visor, his weapons, and the picture in his pocket. "Don't want these to get wet," he thought to himself. When he was within a couple feet of the stream, he jumped in. He then stayed under the water until the wasps finally left. As soon as they did, he rose to the top gasping for air. After getting out of the water, he took off his clothes and rung them out. He didn't want to stay in one place for too long, especially naked, so as soon as he finished he put his clothes back on and he turned around to see where the forest was. "Oh, come on!" he shouted when his eyes spied the zip-line he had come here on only 20 yards away. "I'm back where I started!" he yelled. A loud cry of anger left his lips. He looked back in the direction of the forest. "Back to it than."

A few minutes later.

As he neared the tree he had been attacked from earlier, Robert took a slight detour. He kept a one mile radius away from it, and even than Robert still felt uneasy. All he could say though was, "Stupid wasps, with their stupid stingers. I can feel my skin beginning to get sunburned. I hate nature." Nature clearly hated him back.