Event Finished Conservation: Deep Woods

They wouldn't be going too far off the path back to the clearing. Thirty feet in, the sweet smell was strong enough that Marcus would be able to smell it clearly, and to Ferris it would be all but overpowering, clogging his sense of smell.

The ground would soon be blanketed by a thick purple plant, and they'd come out into a second, smaller clearing. While their guide would be nowhere in sight, there was a large hole, almost like a tunnel. It was barely visible at a glance, blending into the purple ground, but the telepathic direction sense would make it obvious where it was.

Down here!

The hole was large enough for a large person, dropping down around seven feet before abruptly turning. It appeared to lead off into a tunnel, the walls thickly coated with plant life, but it was impossible to see past a foot or two.

Come down! The message came again. There's something here!

Things went from perfectly okay to really bad in the span of a few seconds.

There was nothing down there. The tunnel was hard to view, narrowing past a few feet, but there was absolutely no sign of their guide, nor any sign he'd ever been there. But right as Marcus asked how things were, the ground beneath him shifted, and the trap sprang closed.

To Marcus, all the thick purple plant matter began to move at once, and then the top of the tunnel which Ferris had just hopped into snapped shut, squeezing so tightly together that it was barely clear that there'd been a tunnel there at all. Then, the upper part of the plant went still, leaving Marcus safe and unharmed... but also outside the tunnel.

Ferris was in a far more dire situation.

Having just hopped directly into the mouth of the plant, he was effectively in its throat, and as the top closed up, the entire throat contracted, squeezing down on him. The tunnel went from giving him plenty of space to no space at all, with almost no room to move or squirm, seven feet below ground level.