Robbie: *Sitting down in a pile of green leaves* Ahhh, just a man, his guitar, and nature. Gee, those crickets sound nice. Yup, it doesn't get much better than this. *Smacks mosquito* Except for those fuckin mosquitos. Damnit, now I have to hike back to the tent to get the calamine lotion. Alrighty, where the hell did I put that flash light? *Searches the ground for flashlight* Oh, here it is in a nice big pile of...poison oak? *Turns on flashlight* Fucking hell, I'm sitting in a nice big pile of poison oak! Oh just bloody wonderful! That's it, I'm out of here.
Robbie starts to walk towards camp but he trips on a tree stump and falls on his face.
Robbie: For the love of Mary, where did that tree stump come from?!? Ouch! I think I might have broken my toe.
Just then there's a rustling of trees.
Robbie: Holy shite, what's that?!? Oh no, what if it's a bear?
The rustling gets louder.
Robbie: Oh sod off you bloody wanker!
Robbie throws his flashlight at the noise.
Robbie: Crap! Now I can't see!
The thing that was rustling in the tree starts to run towards Robbie but he manages to hit it with his guitar before the thing can eat him alive.
Robbie: Take that you fucker! And that's for making me throw my only flashlight!
The thing moans and Robbie realizes it's human.
Robbie: Hang on a tic. *Squints* Guy? Is that you? Oh no! I forgot I asked you to come help me with this song. *Cries* What have I done?!? I've killed me writing partner! *Stops crying* Wait, does this mean I have to finish this song by myself?!?
