The Art of Organised Cheating Part 1

Your inner hero is calling to your from inside your being. As Spike cowers in the shadow of the manticore, you cannot help but notice the vine that sways overhead.

Tarzan. You think to yourself.

You gallop towards a tree and begin to climb it. This tree provides a nice grip, despite the pouring rain, and plenty of branches for you to climb. You ascend with ease, making your way to the vine that will aid you in saving Spike’s life in a matter of a few minutes.

You’re just shy of 15 meters off the ground. The height is giving you second thoughts. You see Spike, and he’s now been backed into a corner. The manticore looms over him menacingly. You have no choice but to act.

You swing from your vine without further hesitation.

“AHHHHHHHHHAHHHAHHHAHH!” You yell as you accelerate towards the ground.

The manticore turns and swipes its claws at you. It misses by a hair, causing you to flinch. You think you’re in the clear. However, you notice the vine you’re holding isn’t providing much grip.

You look to see that the vine is no longer attached to the tree.

You are plummeting.

And an idiot.

DEATH BY FALL

There’s a better way around this, I know it!