Evil vines attach
The vine come a live and fal off the walls. They turn into poddles of
moldy gree liquid. Out form the poddles come crazed poke-her-mon.
Shooting fire pikacu goes on a frendezz of burning the ship. You try
to exit but you are having trouble. Fire is fling every where. You
move an inch every minute dodging fire do you get out.
