I woke up far down on the beach earlier, but I had worried that if I stayed there, the kidnappers might come back.

[So she had wandered off into the trees and brush. She glances up.]

. . . E-Eh, I'm not sure how to describe the trees or location.

[Maybe she should have thought about marking the trail.]

Oh well... if I just turn around it's... probably in the right direction, right?

[Aha... she hasn't veered.... has she.]