Jen peered through the trees, her eyes searching her surroundings.

A twig cracked behind her.

She turned, breathing in. She let out a growl, and sprinted toward the noise.

“Who’s there?!” She yelled.

She kept on running.

And running.

Then, she conveniently (and at the perfect time) remembered where the show was.

A car honked at her.

Freaking freeway. She thought, and walked back into the trees.