In the totally wrong direction, taking her to an even less helpful area.

(chapter originally by doragom333 on writing.com)

Instinctively choosing the direction that had less people, Marie dashed onwards. Standing halfway between a full sprint and a crouched run, her heart pounded with each step she took as she sped away from the beds, not stopping until she was all the way into the next department, safely out of view of the main aisles.

Panting heavily, she peered around the corner of her cover back to where she came. Not a soul in sight.

With a sigh, she collapsed to the floor and began to quell her fears... only for them to come back twofold when she realized just where she was. She was looking for clothing, but while her previous location at least had fabric, there wasn't a single stitch of anything that she could use here! Clenching and grinding her teeth in frustration, Marie realized that she ended up running straight into the-