Frantically you pound fists against the crystal's gleaming sides, in some attempt to shatter the smooth glass-like wall that holds you captive. Finally, as you hover just above a quarry somewhere near gigantic cliffs of red, your foot cracks the bubble. Jumping up and down on the crack as hard as you can causes a lacing of smaller cracks to creep like vines from the larger one, until you are standing of a mass of tiny fissures. With one last jump, the crystal cracks completely, and you fall through the bottom.

It was a BIT further down than you thought, and when you hit the ground, you collapse, rolling a short distance over the hard rocky ground.

After a moment, you peek about having closed arms over your head protectively. The quarry looks as if its workers have left for the day, tools scattered about LESS than neatly amongst the half chipped ruddy rubble.

As you move to sit up, a jarring pain shoots up your ankle. Gritting teeth, you pause to look down at it, fingering the joint gingerly. It appears to be broken, quite cleanly too.

GREAT. A broken ankle,and you're out in the middle of nowhere.

Call for Help and HOPE you don't attract the wrong SORT of Attention.

Wait and See if You can Make a Splint of Sorts