Over and Over

The boulder keeps slowly hurling down at you. You turn around and bend your knees as the sweat rolls down your forehead. You brace your body to get ready for the boulder and then you feel its smooth, cold surface start to fall on your back. "UGH," you grunt as you hear a crack and at the same time your arm slowly gives and you realize that it is broken. With all the might and will power that you have left, you slowly but surely start to push the boulder off of your back and scream at the top of your lungs, "IM NOT GOING TO DIE LIKE THIS!!" After you have finally defeated the boulder, you keep walking until somebody pops out in a clown mask.
What do you do?