There would be people on the road ahead that Rock didn't want to meet, so he decided to walk through the woods on an adjacent trail, hoping to remain unseen.
Within fifty feet, he turned to see a mesh of gnarled roots and and tree trunks so tightly packed that he would have to squeeze between them to proceed. He did, but shortly thereafter came to a very steep hill hundreds of feet high, whose very existence was contradicted by nearby terrain familiar to Rock. He had heard of the trail's potential danger, but no one ever said anything about significant inclines.
Rock paused for a moment, looked above to see that the space was even tighter ahead, and concluded that, potential danger aside, he was unwilling to exert the effort required to continue.
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