[When the woman moved so did Sherry, trying to move out of her reach.]

What the! [Aw damn, what a time for her shoes to come untied. Sherry tripped on her own laces crashing to the floor. Scrambling she hoped the fog hid her for a little bit at least so she could kick off the offending footwear instead of tying them again.]

What did I do wrong? I was helping the rest of us you kidnapped!