I have five minuets to pack. I can only choose three items to take with me. I know not where I am going, nor what dangers await me. I run to the pile of equipment and grab a key, roller skate, skipping rope and some binoculars.
I am blindfolded during the helicopter journey. I have no idea where I am. I hear the pilot sending a message back on his radio.
The helicopter hovers a metre or so above the ground and I am pushed out of the door. I tumble to the ground and I tear off my blindfold. I see thick trees, I think I’m in some sort of jungle.
I come to a raging river. There is no way around I must somehow get across the treacherous water. I reach into my pack and grab my skipping rope and chuck it on to a big branch and swung across.
I turn to see a pack of killer sheep advancing to me. I reach into my pack and tear out my skipping rope and use it as a long whip.
The menacing battle cry of a lone warrior pierces the silence. A heavily armoured giant charges out from behind some rocks. I reach into my pack and grab my magic kicking roller skates. I sneak up behind him and strangle him.
I arrive at a vertical cliff. It seems impossible to ascend it. The cliff face is like glass, I cannot see any footholds. There is no way around, I must find a way to climb it. I reach into my pack and grab my magical kicking roller skates and shove them on and start to climb up. As I do that the cliff rocks are scratching them smooth when I am almost at the top it starts… The ground is shaking and shattering but I made it. I take off my magical kicking roller skates.
I am dive-bombed by a thousand giant mosquitoes… some look large enough to pick up a small child. The drone of wings is deafening as the venomous stingers charge towards me. I reach into my pack and grab my binoculars and shove them on. As the giant mosquitos came closer a laser comes out of my binoculars and the sound is like fizz as one by one they get blasted or incinerated. They are falling in parts all around me, making me jump from the pressure.
I come to a swamp and begin to make my way cautiously through it. Suddenly I lose my footing and find myself sinking… and realise I have stepped into QUICKSAND! I reach into my pack and grab… my key and start to cut myself out of this mucky mess screaming. But halfway there I start to sink again. As I do, my key starts to get heavier and heavier. There is a lot of quicksand all over it. I have to scrape it off, then I make it to the other side finally.
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