It pulled and pulled as its own skin was pulled tight, but it seemed like it wasn’t coming off no matter how hard it pulled. Jay thought the deers skin was more likely to rip away before its fur was free of the strange, sticky red fruit.

The deer cooed and cried as it hopelessly tried to get free, but its struggle only made it jump around aimlessly in a panic – but to its demise, it was only tangled up further as more and more red fruits stuck to its fur.

Soon enough, so many were on its fur that it could barely move around as the tendrils of the mushrooms became like strong ropes anchored to its hide.