It was after the second episode's challenge.
Mike and Zoey were on a romantic moonlit walk through the edge of the forest. Holding hands, they silently indulged in the sounds of the night. Crickets were chirping, owls were gently hooting, and overhead, two squirrels were chattering; one of the squirrels was playing with one of Chef's fedoras it had found on the ground near the cabins.
"You know what, Zoey?"
"What, Mike?" Zoey's tone was sweet.
Mike smiled. "I think you-"
Then many things happened at the same time.
The squirrel dropped the fedora it had been holding, which fell onto Mike's head; Mike stubbed his toe on a rock; a low-hanging tree branch ripped off his shirt; the moonlight suddenly turned blue; and Mike just then noticed the boulders up ahead, arranged in a pattern that could only be crossed by a gymnast.
Mike froze. So did Zoey.
"Oh- Oh my gosh, MIKE!"
"I have no idea what the fuck is going to happen."
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A/N Should I just leave it like it is, or continue...