You're trapped in this ditch only inches away from the road that leads to high ground. You try to pull yourself out but there's a tether wrapped around your ankle.

           You see that it's leather but not just any the tough saddle leather that can be barely cut let alone broken. Then you realize that there's a massive storm coming. You look around for a means of escape.  

            You find none you have no escape but you remember water softens leather. But then you know that the ditch will flood and you will drown if you wait for it to soften.

          There is no escape to your trap your only hope is to be rescued. But only one person passes by with a knife sharp enough to cut you free. That one person realizes your distress but they don't know what to do.

         You beg and plead for help in every way but straight up asking. You don't want them to know that you're trapped you don't want them to see you as weak. You try to put on a brave face and try to pull free.

         You have no chance others try to help but they can't save you before making their journey to high ground. You try to free yourself as the storm grows ever closer.

          You hear thunder in the distance and accept your fate. You are doomed to death so you curl up in the bottom of the ditch and find a knife that's dull but might cut the leather.

           You debate wether or not to try to cut the leather. You decide to try to cut it. You barely make a scratch on the tough materiel.

           You decide that maybe this is the end. Your last stand. The final breath. You lie down and ready yourself to pass say a final prayer and await your fate.

         Then all of a sudden the person with the sharp knife that can cut you free appears above you. Asking if they can help.

         Seeing that the storm is closer than ever and about to burst you agree and show them the tether. They come down cut the leather and help you out of the ditch.

          You make it to the road just in time before the clouds burst with a clap of thunder. You bury your face in their chest and sob uncontrollably with their arms around you.

          They lead you to the top of the hill and you all wait out the storm there. You explain what happened and that you're safe now to all of them. But you never want to let go of the one who saved you.