NylonAlan 
Junior Member
Registration Date: 05-27-2010
Posts: 10
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Sam stumbled blindly through the forest as the sun faded below the horizon taking both her only source of light and navigation with it. When her car ran out of fuel she decided to take a short cut through the trees. She should have came out the other side half an hour ago but there is still no sign of civilisation. Her business attire consisting of high heels, stockings and a grey skirt suit wasn't helping either. Sam didn't even know if she was going in a straight line any more as she stepped around trees and large boulders.
With a sound that could only be described as a large splot and the feeling of instant cold over the top of her right foot Sam found she had stepped into a thick mud pit. Her instinct to keep her balance meant that her other foot quickly joined as she stumbled forward grabbing a thick branch nearly falling out of her shoes as her weight pulled her around. She had saved herself falling face first into the mud, but had spun herself around in the process. Not only did she know what direction to go, but she couldn't even retrace her steps to get out of the mud pit due to the darkness.
Getting her footing she picked a direction and decided to defiantly march forward. The mud was uneven and inconsistent. It seemed to be getting deeper as her feet slowly started being submerged with a little mud seeping in her shoes with each step. The suction seemed to be trying to pull the shoes from her feet. It was a matter of time the mud won pulling her shoe from her right foot despite her best efforts. Grabbing a low hanging branch Sam leaned back and retrieved the errant footwear. Despite emptying it of mud as best she could slipping the shoe back on was cold and the mud squished through the stocking between her toes.
A dozen more steps and the mud seemed to be getting deeper it now being past her ankles. The now slick, mud filled shoe was again pulled from her foot. With the lack of light and the knowledge that the shoe was completely submerged Sam didn't waste much time in a futile search. 'It was most likely ruined anyway and I can move faster without it' she reasoned.
The mud was cold and soft, squishing between her toes and soothing her somewhat aching foot. For a brief moment she felt as though she might be enjoying this. When she snapped her mind back to the task at hand the mud was up to her knees and threatening to take her skirt. Suddenly Sam found herself unable to move. Her left leg held in the muds vice like grip. In a moment of panic she pulled her leg with the aid of her hands and her leg pulled free. Her shoe was gone but not that she had noticed as the sudden force of her liberated leg was enough to make her fall face first into the mud. The mud instantly seeping through her clothes.
Sam was cold. Her front covered with mud from head to toe. The wading plus the weight of mud it soaked was pulling her skirt down. During the haze of moving through the filth she had removed it knowing it was nothing but a useless soggy drag. Crawling now and physically drained from cold and effort the mud started to become shallow. Picking up her spirits was a light in the distance through the trees. Her pace quickened. She didn't care she was half naked and covered in mud she just wanted this to end. She emerged from the forest onto a road lit by a petrol station forecourt. It was that moment she realised her purse was still in the car.
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