Through the hedge!

Consumed by fear, you charged through the thick hedge of rose bushes. The hedge stood a good head taller than you, and you had no idea how deep it went. Yet you charged ahead, the thorns pricking and scratching at your exposed flesh. Half-way through you were brought to a sudden halt. Your coat had snagged on the bushes! Try as you may, you were incapable of pulling it free. Do you abandon your only clothing, or try to retrieve it?