(It's really hard to find any pictures to display a rapey plant monster, so here's something (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=1362486))<br/><br/>The rainforest that stretched the majority of the Yucatan Peninsula in present-day Mexico was the site of the SMAKtW protest, and the particular spot they had chosen to protest was quite remote, even in terms of a rainforest. The local peoples who had once lived here, very aboriginal and tribal in nature, spoke of a grove of sacred trees, which the Mexicans called El Agujero Oculto. El Agujero Oculto was worshiped by the native tribesmen, but even then, they were instructed to never walk among those trees and plants, because "The gods lived there". With the local tribals dead, there was nobody left to warn the protesters about El Agujero Oculto, which was unequivocally taboo to the tribe. The tales went that the men who wandered there never returned, and most of the women, though some of them would later return, maddened to speechlessness and swollen with child. That was where the legend ended; Nobody knew what happened to these women, and that absence of knowing made the tale that much more farfetched to the more civilized folk who had heard about it. And these two women who had stumbled upon the uniquely colored vine were completely unaware of what they were getting themselves into.<br/><br/>The colorful, speckled vine that Amber had come across was one of many tentacles that had spread outwards to seek groundwater to feed the plants there. Not only was it a conduit to absorb water, but it was also highly sensitive. As soon as Amber had grabbed onto it to catch her balance, the flora knew that humans once again disturbed El Agujero Oculto, something that so rarely happened nowadays. The plants, which predated humanity, waited for the intruders to visit, as they had done every time they saw the exotically colored vine. They had always waited, and they would continue to do so now.<br/><br/>Whenever Amber and Cassandra reached the bottom of the rocky ravine, they would find themselves once more on level ground, surrounded by many of the same trees they had seen on top the ravine, but also some unique ones that they had never seen before. There were hundreds of them at the bottom of the ravine. Some of them were short and squat, with unopened pods, some were tall, like trees, with strange, upwardly curved branches all along the bark, the branches an inch or so in diameter but only a foot or two long in length, rounded off at the edge, strangely... Phallic. There were many more mid-sized plants, bright and flowering in exotic greens and blues, but their main highlight was the mass of tangled vines that protruded in every imaginable direction. They were the same strong, velvety vines that Amber had come across, and there must have been thousands of those vines strewn in every direction, coming from hundreds of the same plant.