At first, I was helping Vol walk through the woods. Later, she knocked out...tired herself out...and so I had to drag her.
I took her to the stream where I washed her up as best as I could. Every now and then she'd wake up and point us in the direction that would get us home. It pretty much was just keep going down stream. So I did. Dragging her, I did. Just kept going. Happy to be alive. Happy to have it over and done with.
By night we were at some busy highway. I tried to thumb a ride, but I guess people just gotta get home in time to watch the little people in the magic box. So I did the next best thing to get attention: I ran into traffic.