She Decided To Try And Find A Less Steep Part In The Hill

Emma decided to head along the cliff face after a few moments of thought. She was desperately trying to avoid people as much as possible, and the harder route would mean a much lower risk of meeting them. Leaving the river behind, she went down the cliff, following alongside the base of the cliff.

She was unlucky as the foliage at the bottom of the cliff was just as thick as the foliage above it. The many twigs and stones Mackenzie stepped on reduced her pace after being unaccustomed to walking barefoot outdoors. Attempting to avoid further tearing her clothes, she slowed down as a result of the brush snagging her battered shorts and tank top. Within moments, her right nipple was poking through the split in her shirt under the constant movement of her breasts.

She thought about going back to the river instead of turning back as she tucked her errant breast away once more. It would be easier for her to tread on the muddy riverbank if the brush was thinner. Did it really pay off to run into so many more people?