/~* A Scroll Tale™ *~\
Choose Your Own
Well since I am already here, I might as well take a look at this giant ball. Its not every day you fall from the sky into the desert. I unhinged the rope but the second I did there was a great rumbling sound and the ground began to shake. I looked up to see the ball slowly begin to roll towards me. Fool! This was a load bearing rope. I started to run in the direction directly away from the ball. I occasionally turned back my head to see the ball get closer, and closer, and closer...
Ben, because of your slow running and your inability to run in a direction not the same as that of the ball, you have been run over by the giant globe. Luckily though, it was filled with air so only your legs, arms, neck, and spine were broken. You become paralyzed and are found by a group of nomads two weeks later. They eventually end up trading you to a pack of ravenous gerbils in exchange for a riveting conversation.