The light returned and I yelled-and someone responded. I didn’t want to take my head out of my jacket for another false alarm, so I waited. I pictured her fallen and alone somewhere on the trail.Īn hour later, another light shone my way. If Jessika had made it out, help should be here by now. I was freezing and beginning to lose hope. But it was just the moonlight shining over the canyon walls. Could it be a helicopter? I perked up, my heart racing. Thank God he hadn’t joined on this trip.Īfter a few hours, a light penetrated my jacket. I thought about my 7-year-old son, who likes to hike with me. My sleeves were frozen solid and my legs numb. Everything ached-I was positioned awkwardly, fighting to keep my upper body out of the water. I pulled my arms and head inside my jacket, covering my face, and leaned on the stick that was planted in front of me. The sky darkened and snow began to dump harder. I was overcome with guilt-she was alone and in danger trying to rescue me. Water on top of the quicksand came up to my waist, and I shivered in my jacket and beanie. Thirty minutes later, snow began to fall. She wasn’t sure she could make it by herself. We’d seen no one else on the way in, and the only cell reception was back by the car, five hours away over boulder-strewn terrain. I watched the dread cross her face-she’d only ever hiked with me. It didn’t seem possible, but after 15 minutes struggling and soaking our clothes, we had to confront reality: We couldn’t get my leg free. We wedged a large stick next to my leg, but it wasn’t strong enough to release the cement-like mud. When that didn’t work, I dug frantically with my bare hands, but it was useless-the water filled in instantly, preventing any progress and freezing my fingers. I tugged with all my strength, trying to brace with my free left leg. Jessika was safe-the nearby mud was solid-but now I was stuck. I lunged forward and pulled her out by her torso, but in doing so, my own right leg sank to the knee. She had sunk to her knees and couldn’t get free. There was no way around the pool, but it looked shallow so, testing the footing with the walking stick, we began to make our way across. I helped Jessika over large rocks and found a sturdy walking stick for balance.įour miles in, a pond-size puddle blocked the trail. Snow dusted the ground when we set out at 8 a.m. Our route would take us 10 miles round-trip to the Subway, a tunnel-like canyon accessed via boulder scrambles and creek crossings. Six hours prior, I’d embarked on a dayhike in Zion with my girlfriend, Jessika. I listened for footsteps or voices, but heard nothing except the gusts rippling the water around me. Only a chilly wind broke the silence of the ravine. The contrast of white atop the rust sandstone and pines looked lovely-I tried to focus on that instead of the numbness in my trapped leg. They can move swiftly in it, and they regain their shape when they exit the water.Heading out the door? Read this article on the new Outside+ app available now on iOS devices for members!Ī fresh layer of snow settled on my shoulders and hat. The melted blobs are known as Dust Blobs. Depending on how big the water is, portions of the Blobs can melt. Puddles of water are fine, but Blobs can melt into big containers of water. Blobs can't "die," but they're mostly not resistant to water. Both of Muddele's pets have tentacles, which is ther reason why they're given their names after tentacles. There's Sloppy Blob, which is a messier version of a Blob, LikeBlob, inspiring Like-Likes from The Legend of Zelda, which can only suck you in from the top (the Slime type is the most popular), Tarntacle, which is Muddele's Tar Blob pet with curved horns, and Swampacle, which is Muddele's Swamp pet created by EternalZoroark's Yellow with straight horns. The Blobs have special types, that act different. Since their mass is air-pocketed, they can stay inside Blobs as long as they want without suffocating. If they do get pulled in, they are entirely trapped into a comfy, air-pocketed mass that people can play around in, and they can simply get out if they want to. Sometimes they can pull them in after wrapping their tentacle around them. Unlike the monsters for most anime 'ooh-la-la' shows (for the purpose of making the content mostly appropriate), the Blobs can wrap them around the human(s) that are inside or outside them, and gives them gentle squeezes. They may look like a threat, but really, they just want to spend some time with you! They'll allow you to go inside them, and depending on the type of quicksand they are, they can suck you in fast, slow, or can have tentacles. These creatures are mutated quicksand types that are created by a special DNA, which also gives them beady eyes. Muddele is also the creator of a bunch of friendly, vore-like lifeforms known as Blobs.
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