Well, no arguments there. Guybrush shrugged and proudly walked ahead, through the doorway, leaving slimy footprints in his wake.

Nothing happened.

“See?” Guybrush grinned reassuringly, glancing behind him with a casual raise of his brow, “Nothing to worry abou—“

Vines lurched from the sides, first pinning him to the floor and restraining his arms, then encircling him completely, moving at blinding speeds. Guybrush yelped with surprise, squinting his eyes shut as he waited for the worst…

…Eh?

“…Hey, this isn’t so bad!” the pirate chuckled with relief, completely covered in gliding vines at this point, “I’m not really sure what they’re doing, but it can’t be that bad! I think—“

He paused and a violent shiver went up his back. “—Wow, now there’s an odd sensation—“