Darkness, as far as the eye can see Tod finds himself is an empty, endless void. He could still feel himself falling even though there was no wind resistance or drag. He just kept falling for must have felt like an eternity before he saw a dull, blurry light above him. It was then than Tod became aware of his surroundings; as the light grew brighter and clearer, he is left there pondering how he is still alive. 'Wait didn't I die? Did I survive and now I'm waking up from some coma?' Tod thought. the light was bright and clear enough to make out tree tops, rustling in the wind as his ears started to pick up the sound of the world around him. 'The forest? Wait, how could I possibly be alive let alone awake after a fall like that?!' As the feeling started to come back to his limp body he calmed all his nerves with one reassuring thought. 'Well, at least I get to see her again'.
Tod could now see clearly, he was in the forest laying in the grass. He looked around to take in his surroundings, he notices that the mountain he fell from was nowhere in sight, his thick jacket he was wearing and his backpack had mysteriously disappeared. He was now simply wearing a plain black t-shirt and green cargo bottoms, he checked the pockets but found nothing. This left him extremely confused as more question arose. 'Hang on, were's the mountain? How the fuck can I move? Were's my backpack and jacket? '. He looked down at his body expecting to see a mangled mess of meat and bones, but his body was totally fine it looked as if he had just been asleep in the grass and not as if he fell hundreds of feet with heavy equipment on his back. He tried to get up, and to his own surprise he was able to do so easily, as if he was getting up from bed in the morning.
After shuffling to his feet he took a better look at the forest around him, this was clearly a different forest from the one before. This forest had a kind of hopelessness and dark aura that had all his animal instincts on high alert, he could hear various animal noises through the trees and Tod was starting to feel more anxious with every passing second. 'Okay, this is creepy but how much worse could it be?'. And with that last stupid question, Tod froze as he heard a twig snapping and the distinct sound of growling behind him. 'ohbabyJesusfuckohmyfuckinggogwhattheshitwasthat?' he thought as panic started to fill his system. He then slowly crouched down and picked up a reasonably big branch off the ground and turned his head to see his newfound foe that intended to snap into him like a slipjim. A pair of glowing, green eyes met his gaze and moved ever closer to Tod himself to he responded with trying to not shit his pants in front of his combatant.
The mysterious stalker stepped forward to reveal itself to it's bipedal pray. Tod couldn't believe what he saw, it was a fucking wolf made of wood, it wasn't very big but the glowing green eyes and the razor sharp claws/teeth were more than enough to send a chill running up his spine. The wolf then got into what Tod can only guess is a fighting stance, ready to lash out or pounce on Tod's back. Tod griped his makeshift club tightly in his fist, bracing himself for the oncoming attack from this mythological monster in this gloomy that both have him convinced that he has arrived in hell. The monster seemingly had decided that it had wasted enough time and and the first move, it charge towards him ready to pounce. Tod waited for the right moment to strike.............wait for it............wait for it..........NO!!
The wolf had pounced and while it was mid-flight, Tod spun round swinging the branch with all his might. It came crashing into the side of the wolf's head knocking it right off, the wolf exploded in a puff of smoke showering Tod in bits of broken wood and bark. He sat there in complete disbelief, he just killed that thing, he then sprung to his feet laughing and hollering about his fresh victory. "HAHAHA!!!! YES!! I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT WORKED!!" He then begun to taught his now deceased foe. "I guess you were all BARK and no bite" Tod mentally patted himself on that back for that one. He was about to be on his merry way when he heard familiar snarling and growling. He slowly and shakily turned to where the wolf and originally come from, and saw another FIVE wooden demon wolfs look just a little bit livid. "Was the bark pun too much?" He asked sheepishly. At this moment, the bile of splinters that was the original wolf somehow came to life and reformed into the beast, Tod knew what he had to do.
"OhfuckOhfuckOhfuckOhfuckOhFUUUUCK!!!" Tod screamed as he bolted it through the forest. 'I'm being chased by fucking immortal wooden demon wolfs, I defiantly died and went to hell!!' He just kept running and running through the trees and other plants, that he swears tried to grab him, until he came to an dirt pathway. He stood in a clumsy battle-stance with the club still in hand, but nothing came. Finally he could breath, he almost fell to his knees as all the fatigue from running hit him all at once. Using his new weapon to keep himself up he turned to the right to see where the path leaded, all that lay ahead was more forest, not an option. So he turned to his left and what he saw he believed even less than the fucking wooden dogs.................a tiny purple horse, no taller then your knee, and an even small purple and green lizard looking at Tod with equal levels of shock, fear, curiosity and wonder.
"H-h-hello" the tiny, now shaking, horse said with a terrified, crooked smile.
'I think that's enough for today' said Tod's brain as he passed out on the dirt road.