In the woods was Donna. She had bunched her skirt and tied it to her knees, preventing from her falling accidentally as she ran inside the woods. There were traps in this forest and she had to learn it the hard way by watching a girl whose leg was caught by the bear trap and couldn't walk for the entirety of the hunt.
After inspecting, Donna realized that the rest of the forest was covered in traps. There were log of woods that would fall and crash to a person's body, there was even ground that would cave in with wooden stakes sharp enough that would skewer them.
Donna had taken a walk with so much carefulness when suddenly she felt her body about to fall forward.
Done for. She was done for.
Donna closed her eyes, ready to fall into her death when someone had pulled her by the collar and pushed her backward.
