She braced her arms against the tree and started to shove. It slid in, little by little, until it suddenly came to a screeching halt. Looking back, she realized that she wasn't even at the roundest part yet, but the hole was digging into her flesh. She turned to glare at the fox, but it dropped the phone and dashed out of an even smaller hole on the other side of the tree. Sighing, she grabbed her phone and tried to pull out, but...
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