"Hurry! Leon! Run! What the heck are you even doing there, just lying down! The Earth Hog is nearly upon us."
As a cacophony of loud voices and sounds surrounded me, a pair of hands grabbed me and forcefully dragged me.
Still disoriented from all the things happening, I finally opened my eyes, only to see myself surrounded by tall trees, half of which are broken, and various men clothed in animal leather and fur while wielding swords, bows, and spears.
"Where the heck am I, and how the hell did I even end up here?"
As I was asking myself those questions, sharp rocks on the ground cut my arm, bringing me out of my confusion and finally realizing the grave situation that we were in.
A brown hog covered in moss that is as large as a pickup truck is chasing us. Running at a speed that was twice faster as a regular hog and only being around thirty meters away from us, I was finally able to get back on my feet and start running as the adrenaline kicked in me.
"Hey, Leon! Watch out for the traps!"
Seeing the hog staring at me as if I was the most delicious food in the world frightened me, and thus I became oblivious to the details of the surroundings.
I could only see the strange surface in front of me when I was a meter away from it, a circular gathering of leaves and branches around ten meters in diameter. Immediately realizing it was a pitfall trap, I thought of stopping and going in another direction. But looking back at the hog catching up to me, I immediately scrapped that idea.
Seeing no opportunity for me to stop because of the hog catching up behind me, I jumped and tried to leap to the other side, only for me to realize how stupid that decision was when I was up in the air, considering the diameter of this surface, I will not be able to make it, especially that the world record for the long jump was less than nine meters and I am not even an athletic person, even just reaching the half of this surface will be an achievement.
But as I was lost in my thoughts, my feet landed on the other side of the trap. Followed by the sounds of a wailing pig, I finally looked at my back, realizing that the hog chasing after me fell into the trap with the iron stakes placed at the bottom of the trap puncturing the hog's body.
As I was in a trance due to everything that just happened, a robust man of great stature wearing animal fur and bones with numerous tattoos on his body while wielding a three-meter-long spear approached me.
"Well, Leon, that's one unique way of hunting an Earth Hog, but I must also say that that is one of the most idiotic and dangerous ways of hunting it, one misstep and you would be the one punctured on that hole, or if the Earth Hog were only more aware of its surroundings then you would be a lump of dead meat with that hog jumping over the trap, but otherwise good work for today, for your first time hunting I would say you did a great job."
Hearing the man say all of those things only brought up more questions. As I was contemplating whether or not to ask the man, extreme pain came to my head, and the last thing I remember before passing out was the image of the hog on its last breath.