Footprints

Dana heard a voice from not too far away shout "Look, footprints!"

She looked down in dismay, and indeed, it seemed she had stepped on some kind of goo-ey ink that was staining the soles of her boots. She was leaving a trail for anyone to follow.

She turned a corner, ending up on the giant warehouse floor. The entire place was lined with large storage shelves, tall enough that a person could move between them. There were boxes placed everywhere, creating a chaotic grid of hiding spots and ambush locations.

She ducked behind some large storage shelves, and quickly undid her boots. This would mean her feet were now visible, but it was better than a literal trail leading to her location. She quickly ran in between some rows of shelves, finding a hiding spot that let her see the place where she ditched her boots.

She saw a group of guards descend upon the place. They were talking amongst themselves, looking in all the nooks and crannies as a group. It didn't take long before one of them noticed the boots, and he pointed them out to the others. She saw them talk in their radios, and some of them took off, no doubt to take this evidence their boss.

Luckily for her, the other chose to go in another direction from her hiding position. She sighed in relief, finally getting a moment of respite. She found a reflective enough window that could act as a mirror, deciding to survey the damage to her suit from the fall.

Her stomach fell as she saw the state of her back. There were several new cuts in her suit, all the way from her shoulder blades to her butt. Her left ass cheek was almost entirely uncovered, and the rip on her crotch had widened, spreading downward to her upper thigh region. The front was marginally better, with just a couple of small rips on the stomach and one under her left boob. Only a small area of fabric held the top and bottom halves together, and anyone standing directly below her would get an unimpeded view of her lady parts.

There were several bits of glass still sticking to her suit. These would cause light to reflect strangely, giving a clear indicator of her presence in bright light. Combined with the patches of visible skin, anyone who knew what they were looking for would easily be able to find her.

She was losing her invisibility advantage. Her only hope was to disable the spell before she inevitably ended up completely exposed.

Suddenly, she heard a voice on the intercom.