[Some of you may have remembered
the post made by Idris. It had seemed odd and out of place. Well, now it may make sense.
Alice is dripping wet and sobbing. The skilled observer will notice the broken tree branch above her head and the rippling water of the pond just next to tree. Alice has a few scratches, on her arms and cheeks but nothing serious though some are bleeding. She's leaning against a tree and off her left foot.]
I-It hurts to walk a-and I-I... my dress is all wet. E-Everything is wet! [She tries to wipe at her tears. She'd usually scold herself for crying in public but this doesn't feel like a silly thing to cry about. This seems like something terribly important. Her ankle was really hurting and so were her scrapes and scratches on top of being cold and dripping wet.
She sinks to the ground and draws up her knees, crying, but still careful of her ankle.]