Karkat's running as fast as he can and maybe, maybe there's a chance he'll get away. At least until a vine snakes out and wraps around his leg, tripping him.

He lands on his already broken arm. The pain is excruciating.

But he tries to push himself back to his feet again, tries to pry the vine off his leg, but it's taking too long, there's no time--

And the honking keeps getting closer--

(Far away, the two Gamemakers controlling the vines exchange a high-five.)