202. Somewhere That's Green
Amy weighs her options and quickly decides that a big plant like this will require a big weapon to handle it. She grabs the hoe, hoists it over her shoulder, then whirls around. Holding it with both hands and raising it high over her head, she charges straight for the gaping maw of the giant plant.
“YYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAA-OOOP!”
Amy lets out a battle cry as she runs, a cry that is interrupted as one of the vines wraps around her ankle and pulls her up into the air. As Amy's feet fly upward and her head flies downward she loses her grip on the hoe, sending it toppling, useless, to the floor.
“Oh, dear,” thinks Amy as she dangles head-first over the plant, “I probably should have watched my footing a little more carefully.”
The plant holds the tasty morsel over its head for a few tantalizing moment, savoring the anticipation, then drops Amy in head first. The plant's jaws snap shut and Amy is cast into darkness.
Several days later Fred is tending to the gigantic plant and discovers a fresh waste pod is full-to-bursting. He prods it with a sharp stick and pops it, expelling the contents: A pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, some boots, some socks, a pink bra, heart-print panties, and a pair of glasses.
Amy is in no condition to continue this adventure or her life.