What's next?

She hears voices in the trees

When Susan slipped her shoe back on and came to a halt, she could hear voices somewhere nearby.

"Do you think anything happened?" one voice asked.

"I don't know, should I try it again?" came a reply.

"I don't think you should have tried it in the first place!" the first voice came again.

"Hello?" Susan called, the voices stopped suddenly, "Is anyone there?" She could just make out the sound of shushing. Taking her best guess of where they were coming from, Susan set off towards them.

She had only gone a few paces when a tree branch snagged on her blouse, right over her left breast.

"You'd better not be one of the living trees!" Susan scowled up at it, as she tried to pull her clothing free. Finally she got herself detached, but when she looked down there was a rip down the front of her blouse, exposing her favourite white satin bra.

Moving on, Susan tried to remember which way the voices had come from. Helpfully, she suddenly heard,

"Do you think we've lost her?"

"Ssh!"

From her left, so she went that way.

A moment later, Susan found her feet tangled in roots and she tripped to the ground.

Easing up again, her ripped blouse was now muddied, and she realised she had lost her shoe again, this time there was no sign of it. Worse, she discovered a hole in the end of her sock, letting her big toe poke out.

"Oh, just perfect!" Susan growled, now more determined to find out what she was doing there.