A giant, looking for a boy named Jack. Is she serious? She seems pretty serious, though Johnny can't help squinting at her, like, what is he supposed to do with this information?

"I - I don't know anyone like that," he starts to apologize, but there's no time to continue - the giant is still thundering around and above them, and his new friend is maneuvering him around with increasing desperation, but this isn't going to work forever, they need to do something, get somewhere. They need to hide.

He trips, half stumbling with her toward another tree, over what he thinks is a root, but it's not that, as he looks back - it's a latch. A latch on a trap door, built right into the mossy earth like it's the most natural thing in the world.

Well. That will probably work.

"Here!" He reaches up, catching her hand and draws her back. He grabs the latch and yanks up, revealing a remarkably unappealing dark hole into the earth. And stairs, of course. Of course they've found stairs.

"Just trust me," he says doggedly, half to himself, and hoists himself in.