(Roger climbs a tree and gets stuck to it.) (message: This is as uncool as uncool can be. It looks like you've adhered yourself to this tree like a fly to fly paper. And speaking of insects, here comes a swarm now.) (A swarm of insects cover Roger.) (The insects fly away, leaving behind Roger's picked-clean bones.) (message: You'll be proud to know that you have filled today's nutritional requirements for many of the local carnivorous insects. Adventuring is not always pretty.)

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