Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-26517142-20160610100551/@comment-27346571-20160826013141

I wouldn't do this otherwise, but in desperation anything can be justified. I touch the back of my throat, causing me to throw up, filling the sandworm with a disgusting smell. Moments later, she breaches the surface of the ground and spits me out. I get back on my feet and book it, getting as far as I can in as short a time. I manage to get away, and glide to my stuff and resume pulling it to my destination.