Look Down!
The ground is no longer mud beneath your feet. Your legs are sinking rapidly into the green vines that snake the buildings and trees around you. Like they do with the buildings, they are pulling you down. You yip fearfully at the greenery, hoping to scare it off, but it is not a predator with ears.
You snarl and bite at the vines, watching them rip apart. Just as soon as they do, they begin to twine back together. They start to creep back up your legs, but you’ve freed yourself. You run off as fast as you can, leaving the mud and vines behind you.