"Unless you wanna become part of the compost round here," she tells Jamie, "we probably shouldn't stay to find out."
The trees respond by looming closer still, their canopy screening off the last traces of sky above. And at ground level, underwood shifts and grows until the way forward is fully blocked for the bike. They are now surrounded.
"C'mon! Let's see if we can get through on foot. Might be our only chance."
Engine cut off, she hops out of the saddle and prepares to push the bike into the boscage between them and the village. She'll use it as a battering ram against the shrubbery if need be and worry about the tires later. But, she hopes it won't come to that.
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"Unless you wanna become part of the compost round here," she tells Jamie, "we probably shouldn't stay to find out."
The trees respond by looming closer still, their canopy screening off the last traces of sky above. And at ground level, underwood shifts and grows until the way forward is fully blocked for the bike. They are now surrounded.
"C'mon! Let's see if we can get through on foot. Might be our only chance."
Engine cut off, she hops out of the saddle and prepares to push the bike into the boscage between them and the village. She'll use it as a battering ram against the shrubbery if need be and worry about the tires later. But, she hopes it won't come to that.