Jason kicked furiously at whatever was holding him. He pulled at his still bound paw and with Naor's help, snapped the vine that was holding him. With both paws he grabbed firmly onto Naor and pulled. His head broke the surface of the mud, his face smeared with the wet earth. he spat some out and gasped for air. "Naor, pull! Everyone else stay back! Something's got me around the waist and I don't think it's going to let go!" He yells as his shoulders left the mud. But he soon screamed loudly and was gagged. The vine around his neck pulled further at him, cutting off his air.