Rose: You would trip up over a root, that it was what you get for not aying atention to were you were running, there would be a rustling in bushes nearby and before you know it you find yourself pinned beneath someone or something, you notice that at either side of your head is a bare foot with painted black toe nails. There is a soft giggle from above you, then you feel a [air of hands grip your left foot pulling it up you feel something warm and sticky around your foot, then you wince as you feel something begin to chew upon your foot and you see that before you a pair of cat girls are aproaching you, knife and fork in hand...