Junkyard.

The trees and cover won out.

She ducked into the woods. The twigs and branches scratching her exposed flesh.

"Fuck!" She swore as she ran in the rough terrain.

She found the tracks and ran along side them. They led to the junkyard and closer to the school.

But she had no idea what to do past there. She would have cover up to the town but...after that she wouldn't have the trees anymore.

"One fucking problem at a time."

She was also hopeful that, as disgusting as it was, she might find something to put on there. Old coveralls or even a shirt would be better than completely naked!

Tired, scratched, and covered in sweat, Victoria finally arrived.

"If I go through all of this and die from infection from rust.."

She slipped into the yard desperately looking for something the cover herself with.