Doors and More Doors

You grasp onto it and try to step up, but you stumbled. Gripping to the metal handlebars, the helicopter flies away just in time before the manic villainous foods reach you. The lobster yells something to you, but it's muffled under the noises of the ladder being dragged up and the wings of the helicopter going round and round. Once you get up to the body of the helicopter, an arm outstretched and pulls you up. "Woah!" you exclaim. This situation is so crazy that there is no wind in you for it to be knocked out of you. You look around the helicopter. There's a guy in a sheriff's hat with a good build, an bald guy with a goatee, and the pilot. You look back at where you came from. It's covered in deep brush. You wonder if it was a giant underground complex with some magic wizardry, but it's all speculation. You're rescued now, and that's all that matters.