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Save your own skin
Just as the giant is about to smash your face with its fist. You run like a little sissy. He smashes the wall behind you. With the giant distracted you roll between his legs. He happens to be only wearing a loin cloth so you see something you probably wished you hadn't. Blinded by the sight you run into a tree by a near by forest.
The tree was a home to a family of rabid squirrels. Angry that you woke them from their nap. They start chattering and run up your pants leg.
GAME OVER