For this one, you must get an enemy on your side before you two are buried alive.
PULP 1, 2, 3 (any gender, mid teens through late life)
The tunnel entrance has caved in.
If you look over your shoulder, you'll see.
It's not a trick. Look, you can trust me.
Please lower the gun.
There's no place I can run.
Let's pretend to be friends until we again see the sun.
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