*You manage to keep drilling, but when you're about an inch from the surface the in the Implodium sword becomes aware of the energy you're emitting and alerts me*
*keeps drilling*
*You burst out of the ground, but I have vanished*
*I say something into a walkie talkie and start running*
*since I'm being propelled by explosions, I'll catch up to you soon*
*I suddenly turn and draw my other sword in a slashing movement; the explosion that just formed beneath you abruptly implodes, leaving you subject to gravity again*
*since I'm being propelled by explosions, I'll catch up to you soon*
*I suddenly turn and draw my other sword in a slashing movement; the explosion that just formed beneath you abruptly implodes, leaving you subject to gravity again*
*I suddenly turn and draw my other sword in a slashing movement; the explosion that just formed beneath you abruptly implodes, leaving you subject to gravity again*
*this delays me, but I soon resume my pursuit*
*A green sheep in a jeep arrives, I climb in and am driven away at a highly unsafe speed*
Resting on a comfortable chair, the Passenger continues narrating her thoughts on the differing factors of tunnels verses sewers to a notable therapist, before being interupted by a flying bulldozer wheel.
Terrified the therapist frantically ducks underneath their chair before crawling away, leaving the Passenger to ramble alone.
Be careful resting on comfortable chairs, they might turn out to be evil chairs that wish to swallow everything... That's what happened to me, and now my mind is divided and fighting itself. And dismantling a bulldozer.
Shifting eyes to and fro, the Passenger ignores the warning and after swiping an abandoned Flake sits comfortably in a leather armchair before suddenly falling ill with a sinking feeling...
in the Implodium sword becomes aware of the 
energy you're emitting and alerts me* 
chairs that wish to swallow everything... 