stand very still
A tall woman, dressed in a long black dress with sleeve length gloves
to match, appears from behind the trees. She walks coolly towards you,
gazing at you with her cruel eyes.
You plant your feat firmly into the ground and wait daringly as the
watermelon creatures roll on closer. They form a tight circle around
you. Whichever way you begin to move, the watermelon creatures gather
more tightly, secluding you to your place.
