Picture the most haunting Forest you can...

The trees are too close together, the branches too jagged, and your toes catch on every root in the path. Vines wrap up around your ankles to slow you down and every time you see a light, a way out, you stumble towards it with everything you have; Only for it to be transformed into the glowing eyes of a predator. You collapse onto the forest floor for a final time, You do not plan on getting back up.

Your skin is scarred, your hope has been shattered and your heart cannot take another second of this pain. When those vines make their way around your neck you find yourself hoping that they squeeze harder.

But then, you're free. You don't know how it happened or when you stood up again, but you are on the edge of the wood now, and a single vine remains wrapped around your right ankle. The medow you find yourself in now is not perfect, it is not the escape you'd imagined but you're free. The path forks a dozen times leading in every direction possible, but chosing one is how you got hurt in the first place.

So, what's your move?