<strong><em><span class="bbc_u">Fern</span></em></strong><br/><br/>The incessant buzzing of gathering flies brings Fern's head swiveling to watch them gather.  Oh no, this will never do.   Flies breed, breeding causes maggots, maggots are...  No, this will never do.<br/><br/>Kicking her legs with as much strength as she is able, the lack of sufficient leverage from a prone body, laying trapped under the massive creature, him of his grasping hands or ..whatever they were, though valiant did little more than increase her circulation.<br/><br/>Pushing, tugging, kicking, rolling.  All activities had been tried before and were usually successful extricating ones self from the mundane capture.  This however was no mundane anything.<br/><br/>Grunts of frustration fill the air about her, grunts putting to voice the effort given to bring herself to freedom once again.  Grunts punctuated by whimpers of fear.  Where was the other bugbear and where.. where were her friends?.