All Is Fair in Hate

You ignored your nagging conscience and turned to face the road again. It would have been all fine and dandy if the forces of evil completely against your cause were ready to give up so easily but well... they weren't. Quite unlucky for you, eh?
Before you even knew what in hell's name was going on roots had shot out of the ground and dragged you off the wagon. They twisted and curled around your body and forced you to your knees as they wrapped tighter and tighter. They squeezed and crushed at your body and you were almost convinced that all of your bones had broken right then but then again I did say almost. In any case you screamed. You screamed your heart out in hopes that someone would come to your rescue. The only answer you got was Rella screaming your name.