Note: Ideas welcome.
A young man panted as he stumbled and scampered through the rain forest. Every few seconds, he would turn his head to look quickly behind him to search for following parties. It was daytime, but the canopy of the forest blocked out much light and it seemed as night. The man's footsteps seemed very loud and out of place. They were heavy, crashing through the foliage of the woods.
The man scrambled through the undergrowth, ignoring the pain from sharp thorns and brambles along the way. His mind wandered and his eyes darted back and forth as he feverishly rushed though the area. Finally, his eyes brightened as he spotted his destination and burst through a barrage of thick bushes.
An older man looked up at him with a frown.
The young man grinned. "I did it!"
The other man frowned more. "You messed up."
The young man stared at the older man for a few seconds. "What do you mean, professor?"
"Terry, you messed up. It's ruined."
The man's mouth hung open in a wide gape. "What have we done?"
"What have you done?"
Somewhere faraway, a volcano exploded and erupted in a vociferous cloud of black ash…