My muddy goon session gets interrupted by a low flying helicopter. At first I hope they'll just pass by me if I lay still under the mud, but as they approach it becomes obvious they see me and start descending to get a better view. They get so low I can actually see the faces on the pilots, so I immediately bolt up to prove I'm not stuck/stranded and make a hasty (and embarrassing) exit, disappearing into the brush to go clean myself off.