<strong>Location</strong>: Burrowed Shore [<span class="bbc_u">M22</span>]<br/><strong>Exits</strong>: Cage Beach (South West); there is<strong>JUNGLE </strong>to the (S\SE\E\NE\N), dense and confounding; sea surrounds on all other sides<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Sena, Vesna, Anya, Ciel, Varak<br/><hr/><br/>Sena's nude form slipped down swiftly towards a gaping hole.  Her buttox crashed into the wet sand with a splash, and she felt something<em>rising </em>up to meet it.  Arms and legs splayed, surrounded by hard-to-grasp terrain, it was seeming she'd have no choice but to sit there and find out what it was.<br/><br/>Then Ciel fished her out of the hole with a swift tug.  And not a moment too soon!  The hole collapsed as something sent a spray of dry sand from deep within the beach shooting upwards in a tan column of fine powder.  All the sand obscured what it was beneath the beach.<br/><br/>Krash, for his part, began running for the treeline to the north.<br/><br/><strong>"Go fast!"</strong>Krash implored his new-found deity.<br/><br/>All over the beach, the holes began to sift and fall.  Sands betwixt also rippled as<em>things </em>moved about beneath the surface.  Rising and falling dunes marked their passage, seemingly closing in on Ciel and Sena's position.<br/><br/>Sena and Anya were about halfway to the treeline.<br/><br/>The rest of the group, advancing conservatively, were not quite as far when disaster struck--perhaps one third of the way.<br/><br/>Barring some remarkable athleticism, they would prove unlikely to make it to safety before<em>whatever </em>was moving about surface.<br/><br/>Ciel, already in sprint mode, could still conceivably dip out to the treeline.  But that would mean leaving Sena behind.