<div class="floatright">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/H4LRZu6pIlg/maxresdefault.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Paul Fairfield/Chase Oliver<br/><strong>Time/day</strong>Day one/after-school<br/><strong>Jumangi level/Lives</strong>Level One/ Three lives<br/><strong>Location</strong>Paul's Office/Jumanji Forest<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Paul made it to the edge of the trees and looked around for something to climb up or to hide under. If there was room beneath the roots of any of the trees, he could now easily slide beneath them and avoid the risk of falling if the tree was to be struck by the stampede. But then, where would the other players hide? The voice guiding them seemed to make it a point to advise them to work together, so it would be best to have everyone take shelter in the same place, and the only one that had room was up in the branches of the trees. Some of the trees looked relatively easy to climb, others had vines that could be used for support. He looked back to see if the others were catching up or had gone a different way or, heaven forbid, had already gotten trampled. "Hey! Anyone hear me? Let's get up into the trees before the stampede reaches us!" he shouted, waiving his arm as he grabbed a vine to test its sturdiness and being satisfied that it could be used to help walk up the trunk of the tree until a more solid branch could be grasped.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, he didn't take heed of his character's curse of clumsiness and when he pulled on the vine to begin his own climb up, it knocked down a loose branch from up above and hit him on the head. The pain was intense and he saw stars, falling onto his back and having the breath knocked out of him. Now unable to move or talk for a few moments, he was helpless, and terrified that he might have lost his window to get to safety, hoping his strangers-come-comrades would assist him in this dire situation.