quicksand in jungle
The man was running full speed through the dense jungle, looking over his shoulder, fear in his eyes. He could hear the footsteps of his pursuer growing closer and closer. As he desperately pushed through the overgrowth, he suddenly felt the ground give way beneath him. In a split second, he was waist-deep in quicksand, struggling to free himself.
Panic set in as he frantically clawed at the sinking sand, but it was no use. With every movement, he sank deeper and deeper. Just as he was about to give up hope, a glimmer of relief caught his eye. His friend had been trailing him, and in a stroke of luck, he had spotted the man's predicament.
Without hesitation, the friend rushed to the edge of the quicksand and grabbed a thick, sturdy root from a nearby tree. With all his strength, he hurled the root toward the sinking man, urging him to catch it. With a burst of energy, the man reached out and grasped the root, holding on for dear life.
With the help of his friend, the man was able to pull himself free from the clutches of the quicksand, gasping for air as he collapsed on solid ground. They both lay there for a moment, catching their breath and embracing the sheer luck that had saved the man from a terrible fate in the unforgiving jungle.
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