As soon as you get out, a bulky bearded man pulls a ring with several strings coming from the tent. It collapses and gathers in a large fluffy ball. He keeps pulling, shrinking it to the size of a human head. Inflatable tents... Smart.
Most of the men are packing in haste, while a few others are watching the surroundings.
The hippie comes to you. "they sent an interception squad after us. Stupid move..."
"Way too much static in the forest! Their 'Super Sophisticated' equipment keeps on crashing - blocks their instruments, slows them down!"
Wooden tools, hand-made tents, fire... Not much comfort, but the only place safe from technology...
Posted by dan at July 25, 2004 9:50 PM