You pull the jacket from the line and slip it on over your clothes but it's huge. The sleeves are wide enough for both arms and fall past your hands. It droops from your shoulders and threatens to fall to the ground. You pull the pants down next and see you could fit into one pant leg. The man these clothes must belong to is not someone you want to mess with. You place them back on the line and look around.

This fields offers good visibility in every direction, you can see for miles, and if the owner of those clothes were looking out, he could too. Do you want to brave the pasture or return to the forest?

I'll take the easy way. I'll be fine as long as I keep an eye out.

It might be safer in the shadows of the trees, so I'll return the way I came.