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[b]Bugtanical Garden[/b]
Moira came to a stop, her chest heaving with every breath. Why were they bloody running again?! She wasn't sure. Oh wait, yeah, it was because they were being chased by fuckin titanic bugs and she didn't have her sword.

What. The. Fuck.

Meanwhile, Syed was staring blankly at the ground with wide eyes as he also tried to regain his breath. None of this made sense. None of it. The thing which to him made the most sense, of all things, was Don's outburst. "Maybe..." he muttered breathlessly, bringing his trembling hands to his arms. "Maybe this is pugatory or something..."

No, that didn't work either. He couldn't remember dying. The only thing he thought close was when fighting the fox thing, but... the fox thing made no sense either. Whatever this was, it had to be [i]before[/i] that.

He pinched himself.

"Oh shut yer trap, we ain't dead," Moira growled to the others. She looked up towards where Trixie was gushing about a particularly nasty looking thing, it's goo or whatever melting everything it touched. Okay. She had no idea what this was about, but okay. Either way it didn't look friendly.

[i]"Hey Superbro, can you do that thing where you pick us up and start running again?"[/i]

More goo dripped from the thing's maw as it loomed over them all. Moira barely had the time to reach forward and throw Trixie backwards by the scruff of her neck before the horrible acidic stuff splashed right where she stood. Syed quickly rushed to help Trixie up and ensure she didn't get any of the gunk splashed onto her.

"Runnin' ain't working, is it?!" she shouted. But... fighting won't work either, what with the amount of these bug things about. Would it? Would it?