Swamped

You can't help but feel that, under the circumstances, you have to reassess the risks of facing that crocodile.

And in truth - your suit would hold up reasonably well. It would take the croc a good minute or more of focused effort to bite through, which might be enough to dissuade it before your suit takes real damage.

On the other hand, it might just prolong your suffering.

It would be a different matter if you had something to fight the beast off with. But all you can think of is the board you found earlier.

Well. You suppose it will have to do. You pull it off the nail, and take another look down the hole in the floor.

The crocodile's wandered off. Good. Of course, there's probably more beasts around, but...

"Croc!"

More voices!

"Ugh. I hate croc chases."

"Yeah, well, if you want to go deal with our tunneler infestation instead, be my guest."

Damn. It seems you're at risk of being seen wherever you go. On the other hand, going outside will hopefully offer more places to run to.

You hop through the hole and carefully climb down the hill. You can see a few humans in a rowboat; they seem to be the ones doing the talking, and thankfully they haven't spotted you. They seem to be arguing about whether they should just scare the crocodile or go back and get a net.

Wonderful. Humans. Just what you needed to make your day even less pleasant.

That tears it, you've got to get out of this swamp as soon as you can. Too bad all you can see from here is more swamp.

So where are you going to go, and how do you intend to get there without being spotted?