The person walks quickly toward you. It is an older woman with a kind and friendly face. "Hello," says she, "What is your name?"
"CAN YOU JUST HELP ME GET DOWN FROM HERE?!" you yell at her.
Her smile does not flicker. "Certainly," she says. With surprising strength she grabs hold of your legs and pulls you down, tearing your shirt in the process. You stretch, relaxing your sore muscles.
"Now, what are you doing here?" she asks, smiling.
Run away.