The Stick Man

Myself and a group of angered people stormed up to him. He was extremely thin, passive looking, and the color and texture of white oak. He appeared to be waiting for us with an explanation but we didn't care for it. We argued a bit before finally kicking his ass. After a time, some of the people decided to have mercy on him, while others were convinced the only punishment proper for his deed was death. I lead the latter group, tied him to a log and pushed it over the bank into the river. He floated down and we watched him. He didn't appear concerned at all. He would escape! Just as he bent over the crest of the 100 foot waterfall, I decided to follow him down to finish his life. I flew through the air after him and grabbed as much air as I could before plunging down into the water below. Down we went. Deep down. With his waterlogged log attached to him, he sank much faster, but I swam to him, knife ready. I lost site of him in the murky depths, and realized I did not have the velocity needed to reach the bottom to push off and make it to the surface and he did. Suddenly he was shooting past me to the surface and I immediately pursued. My air ran low and my lungs ached but somehow I managed to make it to the surface. I looked about and made my way into the cave nearby. The stick-man was no where in sight. Suddenly he was at me from behind the shadows, and my knife skid across the rocky floor into an unseen corner. Our brief amount of fighting was soon halted as a noise echoed from deeper in the cave. My heart filled with fear and my stomach clenched tight. I made one last effort to throw him into the direction of the unknown monster before scrambling in the direction to the left of the echo, deeper yet into the cave. As the cave lightened, I stumbled upon two men standing together having a chat. The cave provided a ramp to my right or a path straight past the men towards the sunlight. They stopped as I entered, giving me a laugh. Something was said about how I shouldn't have done that, and a robot with a laser in the center of the room turned on and faced me. Instinctively I lunged out of the way as a beam was fired and knocked some stalactites to the floor. I scrambled up the ramp looking for safety from this unknown laser robot. I immediately entered a second floor altogether directly above the robot and paused thinking I was safe, when I looked at my feet and saw the laser penetrating through the floor somehow. A barely dodged to my right as a the floor exploded, and the laser followed where I was. It could see me through the floor! I believed I had the reload time down and stood in the path of the laser for the 1.5 seconds until it fired and I dodged it to the right over and over. I heard the men below me mutter something about it running out after ten shots but I had no time to comprehend it all as my adrenaline had shot my heart rate through the roof. As I turned to jump the last time, I tripped on some rocks on the ground and couldn't dodge it's beam. A searing pain shot straight through my left thigh, but it was already cauterized and I could still use my leg. I looked up and saw this room also led towards light and I hastily exited the cave with my injured leg. Blinded for a moment by the brightness of the sun's glare, my eyes adjusted to find myself surrounded by a tribe of thirty of these creatures resembling walking sticks, and the man who I had lost track of led them. They formed a circular clearing in the forest around me and I was in no position to fight them off. The man slowly and silently approached me as I tried to calm myself from my adrenaline. I looked up at him, with wide eyes hoping for mercy, when suddenly everything went black and I fell unconcious to the floor.