Scarlet felt a momentary surge of panic, and he thrashed suddenly as his legs were wrenched up from underneath him, at least until he struck someone else by accident.
They were in a net, caught like in a comic book or a cartoon. He was folded in half, feet above his head, and had an elbow in his ear that possibly belonged to Much. "OW, FUCK!" he complained loudly, trying to rearrange his position so his feet weren't so high, but trying to move sent the other two rolling into each other and himself. "What kind of FUCKING NUTTER sets booby traps in the woods!? Much, sort out your blimmin' elbow!" Sticking an arm through the net, he tried to pull upwards to be more upright.