When Natasha started counting Irma crept away, and once she was out of earshot she broke into a run.
She found a dying tree and it had a large hole in its trunk, big enough for her to fit in. Ignoring the many spiders and small insects that had infested the rotting hole, she climbed in and waited.
Natasha counted to five, then she took of.she climped to trees, nada.zhe fond the dying tree and looked inside,"found ya!"she said.