"Well." I popped up. "It's nothin' special." My face was very unimpressed. "We've gotta crawl through." I ducked back down, searching for the escape route and crawling halfway through. "Lots of trees! It's a big ol' forest." I called out. "And lots of dirt and grass and bushes. Lots of places to hide too. I can see why people come back here..." I trailed off. "Not very romantic though. Kind of dirty actually." I laughed. "But none the less, it's an escape outta here." I scooted backwards until I was back in the bush. 
"It should work. I think it will." I popped back up again to see Sam sitting on the ground. He looked tired and like he was fighting the pain. We needed to go back soon so he could lie down and relax his muscles. He needed to get a good rest before we left out tomorrow.