Wander helplessly.

I wander helplessly through the forest, tripping over logs and getting tangled up in vines. My bare feet are muddy and flowers are caught in my hair. I'm still lost, and pretty sure I'm going in circles. And I still don't have any clothes on. I can feel hidden eyes watching me from the trees, ogling my bare breasts and my pert bottom. I can hear the giggles of pixies, almost too quiet to make out, drifting towards me on the wind.

This won't do. I can't go on like this forever. I need to figure out a way out.