Forty Days of Flash Fic: Day Thirteen
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jeriendhalPausing on Tez and Maria again.
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The last free human ran through the woods, heart pounding, the whupwhupwhup of pursing helicopters thumping overhead, hidden by the leaves. His bare feet slapped along the dirt path as he ran, head down, moving up the bluff towards the cliff's edge. If he made it there, he could jump in the river and perhaps lose his pursuers for a time, or he was very lucky, die. Because he had no illusions that they would ever stop hunting him.
The ground leveled off and he broke out into the open grass, the cliff ahead of him, the helicopters whirring like angry bees, and from behind him the loud cries of the pursuing machines.
Wait! Stop, sir! That's dangerous! Stop please! You'll hurt yourself!
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The last free human ran through the woods, heart pounding, the whupwhupwhup of pursing helicopters thumping overhead, hidden by the leaves. His bare feet slapped along the dirt path as he ran, head down, moving up the bluff towards the cliff's edge. If he made it there, he could jump in the river and perhaps lose his pursuers for a time, or he was very lucky, die. Because he had no illusions that they would ever stop hunting him.
The ground leveled off and he broke out into the open grass, the cliff ahead of him, the helicopters whirring like angry bees, and from behind him the loud cries of the pursuing machines.
Wait! Stop, sir! That's dangerous! Stop please! You'll hurt yourself!
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