And at last he was able to get into the trees on the south side of the road.

If I tried to go back into the trees they'd hear me.

He didn't even have sense enough to head into the trees.

He had time to step back into the trees far enough to see without being seen.

I looked back once, just before we went into the trees.

You can drive 100 miles per hour into a tree and live.

The one who turned himself into a tree to get away from mother?

He raised his head and looked out into the trees.

Suddenly one of the men shot into the trees near them.

There would still be time to get into the trees.