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Trip to the Beach.

By FOXCARROTS

Part Two

“The Sinkhole.”

         The trio of girls consisting of Jenny, her older sister Emily, and their friend Erika walked silently through the woods. They were each barefoot and tired, the day at the beach and events that happened after taking atoll of them physically and mentally. Jenny and Emily’s mother Nancy had to be left inside in a van trapped in the mud. Her feet were inexplicably glued to the pedals and nothing the girls could do could come anywhere close to freeing them. Their only chance was to find help and get a specialist to come and pull the car out. The glue seemed to require some kind of special solvent and they had to find a person who could make or get it. The fist step, however, was to find somewhere that had a working land line phone.

    “So do we have any idea where were going?” Emily asked, her tone clearly full of frustration. “Or are we just hiking?”

    “I wish we were hiking.” Erika commented. “Because we’d be having fun.”

    “And wed probably have boots on.” Jenny said as she looked down at her feet as they traversed the dirt path. “I would kill for even flip flops at this point.”

    “Well at least you don’t have whole fucking car stuck to your feet!” Emily snapped. “I still hate that we left Mom behind!”

    “We couldn’t get her free by ourselves.” Jenny commented as the trio entered a large clearing. “We tried everything.”

    “Did we really?” Emily commented. “Maybe if we came up with a better idea we could have set her loose, maybe if we tried JUST a bit harder.”

    “Woah!” Erika said from behind the sisters, neither looked back.

    “We only had so much to work with in the van.” Jenny retorted, still walking. “That glue is serious industrial shit…it just does not come off!”

    “Uh guys?” Erika said, falling behind the pair as they walked.

    “She must be so afraid.” Emily insisted. “And we just left her.”

    “She told us to!” Jenny shouted. “There was nothing we could do except got for help!”

    “Hey!” Erika shouted, demanding attention from the other two distracted girls. “I need help!”

    “Help?” Jenny said as she turned around, her eyes widened as she saw Erika had sink down to half the level she was at, her legs disappearing at the thigh into a small sinkhole. “Is that quicksand?”

    “I…uh…don’t thing so.” Erika said as she looked down at her legs. The hole was only slightly wider than her shoulders and only went down about half a foot. Her legs were tight together and were up to her thighs in muddy water. “I can feel solid ground under the soles of my feet. I’m not sinking thank God.”

    “Well let’s get you out and back on track.” Jenny said as she stepped forward and reached out her hand to Erika who eagerly took it. However, when she went to step out of the hole the muscles in her thighs flexed but neither leg moved toward solid land. Jenny widened her stance, bracing herself to pull on Erika’s hand. “Step out Erika!”

    “I can’t Erika aid as she grunted and again flexed the muscles in her legs. “I think I’m stuck!”

    “You’re stuck?” Emily scoffed. “In a little hole in the ground.”

    “It’s a sink hole.” Erika said as she continued to try and step out. “It’s like my feet are locked in!”

    “Ok we got to look at this logically.” Jenny said as she knelt down and examined the situation. Your legs are tight together and it seems the hole is narrower the further down it goes. You keep struggling and I am going to try and dig you out.”

    Erika clutched one of her legs with both hands behind the knee and started to pull with all of her strength. By working on one leg she hopped to get more leverage and wedge it free. It was not just the mud holding her it was her legs pinned holding each other in place. Jenny dug at the mud with both hands, tying to get as much silt and water out of the hole as she could.

    “It’s like I’m in cement!” Erika commented. “Nothings budging.”

    “The mud is thick like clay.” Jenny admitted. “I am struggling to move any of it and it just kind of fills back in from the sides. I’d need like a serious shovel to move any of it and the sides of the sink hole is like wet rock.”

    “We don’t have time for this you know.” Emily insisted. “We need to get help.”

    “If you help it will be faster.” Jenny said as she shot Emily a glare. “Sooner we get her legs free the sooner we move on.”

    “Fine!” Emily said with a roll of her eyes. “I’ll help pull.”

    Jenny leaned in closer and looked at the sink hole. “Erika, can you move your feet, maybe we can break the hold.”

    “Not a fucking chance.” Erika admitted. “I cant move my heels, my arches, not even a single toe. It’s like they are in dry cement. I cant even feel them!”

    Emily stood in front of Erika and took both of her hands. Jenny cupped her hands together and started to bail water. Emily braced her bare feet apart on either side of the sink hole and leaned back. She used her weight and all of her strength to try and pull Erika out of the hole. As Jenny furiously threw water out of the hold, desperate to break the pressure and give Erika the advantage she needed to break free Erika fought with all she had. One leg flexed then the other like she was running in place but both legs were not moving at all. Emily screamed in effort, almost leaning back and pulling Erika’s arms out of their sockets.

    “I can’t!” Emily said as she let go of Erika’s hands and staggered back a few steps. “She’s not budging and I’m going to hurt her.”

    “The water flows back in just as fast as I bail it.” Jenny aid as she leaned back from the sinkhole. “I made absolutely no progress.”

    “There has to be some way, right?” Erika said, fear clear in her eyes. “There is a way to get me out of this right?”

    “Let’s keep trying.” Jenny said as she gestured for Emily to come closer. “Brace your legs on the sides in front. Pull on her legs in as upwards of an angle you can. I am going to try and pull the rest of her body back to get as much weight off of her legs as possible. With both of these approaches maybe one of us can make some headway.”

    Emily nodded as she slid into position and got hold of Erika’s legs and began to pull. Jenny grabbed Erika from hr armpits and heaved, using her own weight to add to leverage. Both girls strained, pulling Erika one way and the other but nothing budged, the sink hole had her legs from where they disappeared at the thigh locked up as if it were in steel. Emily tugged again and again on Erika’s legs, the frustration building after every tug. Jenny heaved with all she had her grip struggling to hold on as the exertion caused Erika’s chest and underarms to become slick with sweat.

    Eventually both Emily and Jenny were forced to let go, falling to the ground on either side of Erika to catch their breath.

    “Maybe if you both pull me from the front?” Erika suggested, desperate to keep trying. “I am sure that if we try the strength on all of us in one way something will give.”

    “Ok…” Jenny said as she stood, moving around to the front as Emily slowly rose. “That is worth a shot. Let’s give it all we have.”

    “I cant say I got much left.” Emily admitted. “This is really tiring.”

    “Just give me anything you can.” Erika pleaded. “I want out of this stuff so bad!”

    Emily nodded, seeming to realise the alternative to not giving it her all. Both girls grabbed a hand and pulled. They braced their feet and struggled to keep them from sliding in the mud. Erika gritter her teeth and closed her eyes, her whole-body straining and every muscle from head to toe struggling to do the simple task of stepping out of the sinkhole.

    “Focus on your right leg!” Jenny shouted as she took a breath before resuming to pull. “Focus on on your toes, then the balls of your feet then your heel. Worry about only freeing that one foot and the rest will come after!”

    “Got it!” Erika replied with a nod as she redoubled her efforts. She focused as hard as she could, fighting to isolate her tender toes in the crushing pressure of the bottom of the sinkhole/ It was like she was aware of her toes, but they were a million miles away. They simply would not move and no matter how she focused she could not will them to respond. They were held prisoner by the thickness of the mud and the pressure of the water. She was forces to focus on another part of her foot, the round ball of her right foot. It was smooth and narrow, but it was set into the cementlike mud at the bottom and was locked in like a locked chain. Her arch held a lot of pressure from the water and sung as she tried to move her foot at all. Her heel was a lost cause as well, trapped in tight by the rest of her foot and surrounded around her achilies tendon by mud and water. To make matters worse was the fact that it was not just the mud and water holding her foot with the pressure but her other foot as well. Her bog toes, the out balls of her feet and the heels were tightly pushed together. One simply could not be free without the other and the pressure of both was seemingly unbreakable. As the three girls poured all of their strength together one thing came abundantly clear, she would break every bone in both of her feet trying to force them out.

    “Ok stop.” Erika admitted. “Any more of this and we start doing damage. I don’t want to be stuck in here with a sprained ankle or broken toes.”

    “Yeah, we totally cant pull her out of that.” Emily commented as she solely let got of Erika’s arm. “At all.”

    Jenny sighed, relaxing slowly from her intense pulling. “As much as I hate to admit it…you are like super stuck!”

    “It looks like it’s going to take a group with shovels to get me out.” Erika admitted. “Or even some mechanical equipment.”

    Jenny nodded. “Likely some sort of pump to remove the water and something or some people to manually dig you out from all around.

    “None of that we have.” Emily added. “I am sorry to say it but you know what I’m going to say.”

    “That I need to stay stuck here while you go and get help.” Erika stated.

    “That is looking like the situation.” Jenny admitted to her friend. “When we get help for our mom, we will get help from you. WE will get you out of here I promise.”

    “It’s fine, really.” Erika replied, trying to look brave, all the whole holding back tears. “Just go, hurry though because being stuck like this is not comfortable one bit.”

    “We will be back as quickly as we can.” Jenny nodded, joining Emily as she began to walk away the way they were heading before.

    Erika stood there, stuck in the hole. She knew there was no point in struggling so she stood still to relieve as much of the pain as she could. She could hear Emily and Jenny talking, their voices getting fainter every moment. She stood there, stoic trying to keep her emptions calm so shed not make a peep that might make them come back. She held out as long as she could but soon started to silently cry to herself.

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Description

Trip to the Beach.

By FOXCARROTS

Part Two

“The Sinkhole.”

         The trio of girls consisting of Jenny, her older sister Emily, and their friend Erika walked silently through the woods. They were each barefoot and tired, the day at the beach and events that happened after taking atoll of them physically and mentally. Jenny and Emily’s mother Nancy had to be left inside in a van trapped in the mud. Her feet were inexplicably glued to the pedals and nothing the girls could do could come anywhere close to freeing them. Their only chance was to find help and get a specialist to come and pull the car out. The glue seemed to require some kind of special solvent and they had to find a person who could make or get it. The fist step, however, was to find somewhere that had a working land line phone.

    “So do we have any idea where were going?” Emily asked, her tone clearly full of frustration. “Or are we just hiking?”

    “I wish we were hiking.” Erika commented. “Because we’d be having fun.”

    “And wed probably have boots on.” Jenny said as she looked down at her feet as they traversed the dirt path. “I would kill for even flip flops at this point.”

    “Well at least you don’t have whole fucking car stuck to your feet!” Emily snapped. “I still hate that we left Mom behind!”

    “We couldn’t get her free by ourselves.” Jenny commented as the trio entered a large clearing. “We tried everything.”

    “Did we really?” Emily commented. “Maybe if we came up with a better idea we could have set her loose, maybe if we tried JUST a bit harder.”

    “Woah!” Erika said from behind the sisters, neither looked back.

    “We only had so much to work with in the van.” Jenny retorted, still walking. “That glue is serious industrial shit…it just does not come off!”

    “Uh guys?” Erika said, falling behind the pair as they walked.

    “She must be so afraid.” Emily insisted. “And we just left her.”

    “She told us to!” Jenny shouted. “There was nothing we could do except got for help!”

    “Hey!” Erika shouted, demanding attention from the other two distracted girls. “I need help!”

    “Help?” Jenny said as she turned around, her eyes widened as she saw Erika had sink down to half the level she was at, her legs disappearing at the thigh into a small sinkhole. “Is that quicksand?”

    “I…uh…don’t thing so.” Erika said as she looked down at her legs. The hole was only slightly wider than her shoulders and only went down about half a foot. Her legs were tight together and were up to her thighs in muddy water. “I can feel solid ground under the soles of my feet. I’m not sinking thank God.”

    “Well let’s get you out and back on track.” Jenny said as she stepped forward and reached out her hand to Erika who eagerly took it. However, when she went to step out of the hole the muscles in her thighs flexed but neither leg moved toward solid land. Jenny widened her stance, bracing herself to pull on Erika’s hand. “Step out Erika!”

    “I can’t Erika aid as she grunted and again flexed the muscles in her legs. “I think I’m stuck!”

    “You’re stuck?” Emily scoffed. “In a little hole in the ground.”

    “It’s a sink hole.” Erika said as she continued to try and step out. “It’s like my feet are locked in!”

    “Ok we got to look at this logically.” Jenny said as she knelt down and examined the situation. Your legs are tight together and it seems the hole is narrower the further down it goes. You keep struggling and I am going to try and dig you out.”

    Erika clutched one of her legs with both hands behind the knee and started to pull with all of her strength. By working on one leg she hopped to get more leverage and wedge it free. It was not just the mud holding her it was her legs pinned holding each other in place. Jenny dug at the mud with both hands, tying to get as much silt and water out of the hole as she could.

    “It’s like I’m in cement!” Erika commented. “Nothings budging.”

    “The mud is thick like clay.” Jenny admitted. “I am struggling to move any of it and it just kind of fills back in from the sides. I’d need like a serious shovel to move any of it and the sides of the sink hole is like wet rock.”

    “We don’t have time for this you know.” Emily insisted. “We need to get help.”

    “If you help it will be faster.” Jenny said as she shot Emily a glare. “Sooner we get her legs free the sooner we move on.”

    “Fine!” Emily said with a roll of her eyes. “I’ll help pull.”

    Jenny leaned in closer and looked at the sink hole. “Erika, can you move your feet, maybe we can break the hold.”

    “Not a fucking chance.” Erika admitted. “I cant move my heels, my arches, not even a single toe. It’s like they are in dry cement. I cant even feel them!”

    Emily stood in front of Erika and took both of her hands. Jenny cupped her hands together and started to bail water. Emily braced her bare feet apart on either side of the sink hole and leaned back. She used her weight and all of her strength to try and pull Erika out of the hole. As Jenny furiously threw water out of the hold, desperate to break the pressure and give Erika the advantage she needed to break free Erika fought with all she had. One leg flexed then the other like she was running in place but both legs were not moving at all. Emily screamed in effort, almost leaning back and pulling Erika’s arms out of their sockets.

    “I can’t!” Emily said as she let go of Erika’s hands and staggered back a few steps. “She’s not budging and I’m going to hurt her.”

    “The water flows back in just as fast as I bail it.” Jenny aid as she leaned back from the sinkhole. “I made absolutely no progress.”

    “There has to be some way, right?” Erika said, fear clear in her eyes. “There is a way to get me out of this right?”

    “Let’s keep trying.” Jenny said as she gestured for Emily to come closer. “Brace your legs on the sides in front. Pull on her legs in as upwards of an angle you can. I am going to try and pull the rest of her body back to get as much weight off of her legs as possible. With both of these approaches maybe one of us can make some headway.”

    Emily nodded as she slid into position and got hold of Erika’s legs and began to pull. Jenny grabbed Erika from hr armpits and heaved, using her own weight to add to leverage. Both girls strained, pulling Erika one way and the other but nothing budged, the sink hole had her legs from where they disappeared at the thigh locked up as if it were in steel. Emily tugged again and again on Erika’s legs, the frustration building after every tug. Jenny heaved with all she had her grip struggling to hold on as the exertion caused Erika’s chest and underarms to become slick with sweat.

    Eventually both Emily and Jenny were forced to let go, falling to the ground on either side of Erika to catch their breath.

    “Maybe if you both pull me from the front?” Erika suggested, desperate to keep trying. “I am sure that if we try the strength on all of us in one way something will give.”

    “Ok…” Jenny said as she stood, moving around to the front as Emily slowly rose. “That is worth a shot. Let’s give it all we have.”

    “I cant say I got much left.” Emily admitted. “This is really tiring.”

    “Just give me anything you can.” Erika pleaded. “I want out of this stuff so bad!”

    Emily nodded, seeming to realise the alternative to not giving it her all. Both girls grabbed a hand and pulled. They braced their feet and struggled to keep them from sliding in the mud. Erika gritter her teeth and closed her eyes, her whole-body straining and every muscle from head to toe struggling to do the simple task of stepping out of the sinkhole.

    “Focus on your right leg!” Jenny shouted as she took a breath before resuming to pull. “Focus on on your toes, then the balls of your feet then your heel. Worry about only freeing that one foot and the rest will come after!”

    “Got it!” Erika replied with a nod as she redoubled her efforts. She focused as hard as she could, fighting to isolate her tender toes in the crushing pressure of the bottom of the sinkhole/ It was like she was aware of her toes, but they were a million miles away. They simply would not move and no matter how she focused she could not will them to respond. They were held prisoner by the thickness of the mud and the pressure of the water. She was forces to focus on another part of her foot, the round ball of her right foot. It was smooth and narrow, but it was set into the cementlike mud at the bottom and was locked in like a locked chain. Her arch held a lot of pressure from the water and sung as she tried to move her foot at all. Her heel was a lost cause as well, trapped in tight by the rest of her foot and surrounded around her achilies tendon by mud and water. To make matters worse was the fact that it was not just the mud and water holding her foot with the pressure but her other foot as well. Her bog toes, the out balls of her feet and the heels were tightly pushed together. One simply could not be free without the other and the pressure of both was seemingly unbreakable. As the three girls poured all of their strength together one thing came abundantly clear, she would break every bone in both of her feet trying to force them out.

    “Ok stop.” Erika admitted. “Any more of this and we start doing damage. I don’t want to be stuck in here with a sprained ankle or broken toes.”

    “Yeah, we totally cant pull her out of that.” Emily commented as she solely let got of Erika’s arm. “At all.”

    Jenny sighed, relaxing slowly from her intense pulling. “As much as I hate to admit it…you are like super stuck!”

    “It looks like it’s going to take a group with shovels to get me out.” Erika admitted. “Or even some mechanical equipment.”

    Jenny nodded. “Likely some sort of pump to remove the water and something or some people to manually dig you out from all around.

    “None of that we have.” Emily added. “I am sorry to say it but you know what I’m going to say.”

    “That I need to stay stuck here while you go and get help.” Erika stated.

    “That is looking like the situation.” Jenny admitted to her friend. “When we get help for our mom, we will get help from you. WE will get you out of here I promise.”

    “It’s fine, really.” Erika replied, trying to look brave, all the whole holding back tears. “Just go, hurry though because being stuck like this is not comfortable one bit.”

    “We will be back as quickly as we can.” Jenny nodded, joining Emily as she began to walk away the way they were heading before.

    Erika stood there, stuck in the hole. She knew there was no point in struggling so she stood still to relieve as much of the pain as she could. She could hear Emily and Jenny talking, their voices getting fainter every moment. She stood there, stoic trying to keep her emptions calm so shed not make a peep that might make them come back. She held out as long as she could but soon started to silently cry to herself.

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