Chapter 66- Forest

Cherryl walked all day but didn't see or hear any signs of water, and she was miserably uncomfortable. What kind of forest does not have any rivers or anything related to something that has water?

Besides being incredibly thirsty and tired, she was hot as hell and sweating profusely. Her warm clothes, while perfect for fall weather back home, were not at all suited to this forest-jungle and were soaked through with sweat.

Her cardigan had joined her long-sleeved shirt around her waist, leaving her in just her black cami, and her fleece pajama pants were rolled up to her thighs. She was sure she looked ridiculous, but she was beyond caring.

Also, walking for miles in work boots with no socks sucked. She had blisters on her blisters, and her long hair was sticking to her face and neck. She was keeping an eye out for a straight, skinny stick, hoping she could peel the bark off of it and use it like a pencil to hold her hair up in a bun, but no luck so far. There was no way her hair tie w