Misty had a head start into the woods of several minutes. She further increased her distance from her would be rescuers by the speed of her running. The acid that she took was very likely laced with some amphetamine and this was adding to the urgency of Misty’s escape from her perceived monsters. The rain continued to pour down causing Misty to slip and slide as the grass became slippery and the grass muddy. Misty lost her footing and slid right into a large oak tree. Her head took a nasty bump as it collided with the trunk of the tree. The collision had caused a small gash to open on Misty’s forehead. Her blood started to mix with the pouring rain and Misty’s own perspiration. When Misty looked down on the blood dripping on the ground her panic increased. Instead of staying put and calling out for help Misty began to run further into the forest.
Misty looked up at the sky and saw a quick flash of lightning. She looked up again and could see the Viking god, Thor grasping a large bolt of lightening in his hand and pointing it at her. Misty next heard an enormous clap of thunder. This time when she looked up at the sky she saw Thor racing across the sky holding on to leash that controlled six rabid silver wolves. The distance between the sky and the ground appeared to be rapidly closing in on her.
Misty’s instinct directed her to run to the next thicket of bush and trees. When she had run about ten yards she was tripped up by some vines hanging on the ground. This caused her to bump her already lacerated head on a large stone further opening the wound. Misty tried to lift her head up to look at the sky but instead she lost consciousness.
As soon as Rick, Gypsy and Sasha started down the trail they thought that Misty had taken they started calling her name but got no response. Due to the pouring rain they too slipped and slid down the paths into the woods. Rick ran ahead of the others but quickly turned around to see that Gypsy was right behind him. Perhaps the adrenaline rush was providing Gypsy with more athleticism than he normally possessed. After a few minutes they came to the large oak tree where Misty had struck her head. They could see a large blood stain on the tree and could see a puddle of blood diluted by the rain water.
“Misty’s hurt!” Rick yelled to his companions.
“She probably slipped and hit her head against the tree,” said Gypsy.
“Or has been attacked by a wild animal!” said Sasha who was starting to panic.