The lack of clothing doesn't stop you from leaving this patch of greenery and you push past the ferns and duck branches as you try to figure out where you've fallen. The deciduous trees are the first clue you're no where near home. And ferns tend to grow in wetter climates so you're probably not in Colorado, or the bits of Kansas and Nebraska you've seen from the highway. That leaves a lot places you could be and not a sign in sight. In fact, you've walked some distance and have yet to come across any sign of civilization; no sounds of distance engines, no garbage, and everything smells very earthy, like it needs a good douse of bleach. But, hey you found a road! It's dirt, only about six feet across and heavily rutted but it's a road and not an animal trail. Do you want to walk down it?

To civilization!

I'm naked so I'm sticking to the hidden depths of the forest.